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... anghai, the scene was steeped in the aura of the jianghu.
Snow was falling heavily, blanketing the city walls as the setting sun cast its crimson light, bathing the battlements in hues of blood. Xue Canghai sat cross-legged atop the wall, rhythmically sharpening his saber.
The saber, as red as blood, reflected the dying light of the sun, its color a perfect match.
The northern wind howled, carrying the steady rhythm of the saber being honed. Its sound echoed across half t ...
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