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... ying sword.
Clinging to her was Fu Yating, rigid and pale, gripping Wu Yan’s waist like her life depended on it. Her expression was pure instant regret. The sword trembled beneath them, not in a majestic, Qi-fueled show of power, but with the unsteady rhythm of someone still new to this form of airborne travel. Wu Yan’s stance was tense, eyes narrowed, lips pressed thin as she fought to maintain control.
Usually, Wu Yan would sprout those bat-like wings of hers and fly under her ...
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