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... eiving them, but myself? —
"Picked up? And... from where?" Zayden arched an eyebrow.
A speech like that... it had vanished from the world. No one should have known about it. No one but the Temple of Hianshu—and those who had lived long enough to witness every book that once taught it burned to ashes.
Ren shifted slightly, as if weighing his answer—should he speak or not?
Finally, he muttered, "I met a very, very old demon in the forest once. He used to sing that s ...
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