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... d. With a sword slung across his back, he walked down the street, silently calculating the time needed to travel to Qingfeng Edge.
The chestnut horse was still stored in the inn's stable, unburdened and at ease.
After all, since he was here, instead of hurrying through, he might as well take in the full view of the landscapes. If he could incorporate the mountains, rivers, and cities of Great Qin into his swordsmanship and palm techniques, that grandeur would surely be incomparab ...
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