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... , sat upon the chair. Anything with vitality and yang energy would pass right through him, but lifeless items such as wooden chairs, he could still touch.
Thud, thud.
Suddenly, the door sounded.
"Grandfather, it’s me."
It was Min Ming’s voice.
A granddaughter—the old man remained seated and said:
"Come in."
Min Ming entered immediately, offering a slight bow.
"Coming to see me so late—something must be on your mind?"
The eld ...
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