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... ssed in vermilion clothes, with a waist saber in his hand, dressed as a common constable, had just appeared before he overwhelmed everyone present. He slowly paced to the side of the deceased, planted his saber with the scabbard into the ground nearby, and half-squatted, raising his hand to check the body.
His movements were calm and steady, his expression cold, seemingly too indifferent to converse further with the others. A grim aura of death enveloped him, deterring any rash actions. ...
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