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... d for a response, something that he hadn’t done ever since becoming the sect master of the Crimson Snow Sect. His posture solemn and his face rather rigid, sect master Xuan Zi looked ready for a serious argument.
"Come in," a tired voice sounded from within the room, and the door swung open by itself.
Inside, a man who looked slightly older than the sect master himself sat in meditation. Strewn across the room were dozens of towels smeared with blood and pus, while the cleaner ar ...
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