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... ing intent.
After hearing Zhou An's words, the old man holding the sword felt as if he was in a trance, like a half-broken sunset.
The only difference is that the hand holding the sword is still stable, as indestructible as a rock.
“The favors I have owed must be repaid.”
The old man holding the sword came to his senses and sighed: "My name is Jian Wuxin, you may have heard of my name."
Jian Wuxin?
When Zhou An heard these three words, he immediate ...
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