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... blood was faint, meaning the assassin had done some cleanup. Fan Xian would have missed it had he not developed a sharp nose while under Fei Jie’s tutelage.
Fan Xian stood quietly in the corner. The darkness hid the assassin, and also Fan Xian.
Trying to mimic blind Wu Zhu’s techniques, Fan Xian relaxed himself as much as possible. Zhenqi flowed slowly inside his body as his heartbeat merged with the noises outside.
The assassin should still be around; the Overwatch ...
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