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“You’re looking for me?” Tyce Kingston, who was sipping tea at the side, asked softly.
Braydon Neal moved to the side and unsheathed the Northern King Sword at his waist. The edge of the sword slashed across Tyce’s face.
Braydon, the Northern King, was still the same.
Without saying anything else, he charged forward.
This action shocked many people.
“Tyce!” Thatcher shouted.
“Little Seven!”
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