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... e damp winds from the Red River shifted about the warm mists on White Emperor City's streets, refreshing the people within.
She remembered that she had once discussed a similar question with her teacher in the Orthodox Academy, but she had forgotten what her teacher had said.
How should she choose?
At this moment, the ritual music from Whalefall Platform suddenly stopped. Several furious strands of Qi soared to the heavens, and then she sensed fierce quaking.
A battle had ...
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