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... rds the Sword Concealing Pavilion, his gaze calm and his stunning visage inscrutable.
A sword hung suspended behind him; he carried his hands behind his back, letting the biting ice and snow whip across his face.
Especially those eyes, indifferent to everything, as if all the people in the world were no more than ants in his eyes.
All disciples of the Sword Sect held their breath, staring blankly at the peerless figure in white standing before them.
Sighs of admir ...
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