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... nd it a few times, and landed steadily on the balcony.
For someone of his caliber, climbing up a drainpipe was as simple as it could be.
Pressing his body against the wall beside the door, he drew out a Mo Bing, gripping it tightly in his hand, took a deep breath, and kicked the door open with a flying kick.
The room was dark, with no lights on.
Whoosh!
A cold glint approached swiftly, carrying an aura of deadly intent.
Such formidable skill; just ...
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