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Chapter 91: Provocation at the Refectory
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... ectory. He sat on the edge of his bed, rolling his right shoulder.
A phantom ache, leftover from the Frost Serpent weeks ago, throbbed in time with his heartbeat. Or maybe it was just the lingering chill of the Spirit-Quenching Ice, now fully digested and converted into a cool, steady reserve in his dantian.
Showy, he thought, closing his eyes. Maybe too showy.
A pulse of warmth brushed against his mind, familiar and concerned. Xueya. He sent back a wave of reassurance, p ...
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