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... purple flower sea, came a burst of laughter, from a few slightly older Martial Pavilion youths, simulating combat. The sound of fists and feet colliding was incessant, stirring up waves of air that swept in all directions, causing flower petals and mud specks to fall like rain.
Hearing these sounds, the young boy’s small body imperceptibly flinched, his brows slightly furrowed, showing a hint of obvious dislike and fear on his face. Instinctively, he shrank back and hid himself.
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