PREVIEW
... awn light.
The mountain mist wasn’t very dense and was easily penetrated by the sword-like sunlight.
Bright Moon Tavern, a place within the Sect Alliance where information flowed extremely smoothly.
A middle-aged man with a horse-like face clad in black Martial Artist attire raised his bowl filled with strong liquor, casually listening to the conversations around him.
This horse-faced middle-aged man was named Bo Qi, an ordinary True Transmission of Phoenix Creek ...
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