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... t, and mid-pretending-he-didn't-give-a-shit—
Froze.
Mid-step.
In the sky.
As if a cold draft of karma just slapped the back of his neck.
Because he had heard it.
Su Xiaobai's very curious, very disrespectful, very potential-flag-of-doom question:
"If the two of us fought—who would win?"
Of course he heard it.
He was Shan Baixu—an ascendent-level mystic cultivator, the Silent Daoist, rumored to have heard a heavenly voice scr ...
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