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... Cheonmajeon.
“I’m home.”
My father, who was quietly looking down at me, made me come forward.
“Come closer.”
I walked five steps forward.
“A little more.”
Three steps this time.
“more.”
I walked right up to the stairs.
My father was exploring me. You may have been curious about what kind of martial arts I learned, but since I walked without using the Wind God Sabo, you couldn’t tell anything from my movements.
“What ...
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