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Luojiang Academy.
The autumn rain was fine as silk, making the academy appear like a scene from a poem.
Wen Ting was dressed in a plain blue robe. He carried his sheathed sword at his waist with its tassel hanging at the edge. His get-up made him appear somewhat cool and unruly.
Tucking away his mentor persona, Wen Ting appeared as if he had returned to his youthful days when he took Changan City by storm as the Scholarly Sword Master.
“Have you all sa ...
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