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... group of black figures snuck into the village from the doorway, hiding in the shadows like ghosts.
Nongqin remained stone-faced, and her dark eyes were terribly ruthless.
It was not her first time killing, and she acted calmly out of expectation. Her head was not fraught with fear or hesitation, but instead the voice of her Langjun when she taught her rang in her mind.
Her mind more sober than it had ever been. She became calmer and calmer every time she brought another bandit ...
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