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... but the blades were unusually sharp and hiding their edges.
Especially under the light, the sharp edges of the knives were silvery, looking luminous and scary.
“Young Master Qiao, have some tea.” Uncle Nian sized him up and smiled even more amiable. “I had the honor of meeting Old Master Qiao before. You look a little similar to him.”
“Really?” Qiao Xiyan put down his knife and accepted the tea with both hands.
“Old Master always said that Old Mast ...
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