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... sheathed his sword back into the sword scabbard.
The clear and melodious sound of the sword echoed across the Central Courtyard of the Tushan Maids, resonant and pleasant, devoid of any noise.
Many maids looked up, only then realizing that the youth in green sitting on the throne had been there all along, never once rising up, which startled them.
A myriad of complex thoughts deeply buried themselves in the depths of their hearts, until they were completely forgotten. ...
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