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... inted the elders’ faces in orange.
Han Cui stood at the head of the table. His brow was tight. His voice carried the weight of the house.
"Is it true?" he demanded. "Did Han Ji really kill those things himself behind me?"
A stout steward rubbed his jaw. He swallowed and spoke slowly. "Master Han, I was there. No, we! We saw it with our own eyes. Those—things—fell like cut ropes. One strike, then gone."
Han Cui slammed his fist on the table. "What do you mean, one ...
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