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... iples shifted, glancing between one another, none daring to rise. To face Long Aotian was no chance at glory—it was a sentence to be measured, broken, and discarded.
Then—
"I will."
A young man strode forward, shoulders taut, every step a battle against the weight pressing from Aotian’s still aura. His name, murmured among the crowd, carried little renown. A competent disciple, yes. Talented, perhaps. But not a prodigy.
The elder’s brow twitched, just slightly, as ...
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