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The quiet hall, the gentle light reflecting off the calabashes, the bright moon…they all made him feel exceptionally comfortable and calm. No clamor, no battle, no tension. His body and mind were both relaxed, making him feel slightly lazy.
When he had been in the swordsman school, he had enjoyed spending the nights like that—he would empty his mind, completely at leisure and carefree.
The rattan chair rocked on as the moonlight caressed his body. He ...
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