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... to distinguish the person’s gender, discern their features, or see any indication of intent. All that could be seen was the figure seated cross-legged on the mahogany couch, resembling a youth in stature.
Concealed beneath the cloak, their upper face exuded a mysterious aura.
“Who are you?” Zi Wei’s blade pointed at them.
The dim glint that cascaded with the blade was enough to make ordinary people kneel and beg for mercy in fear.
Yet the assassin with magical eye ...
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