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... Yuan, now middle-aged, sat upright. Years of campaigning had weathered him, and a Longsword lay on the desk before him. In contrast to Fu Xi’s benevolence and Shennong’s nonaction, Xuan Yuan exuded a sharp and imposing presence, like an unsheathed Divine Sword.
As soon as Xuan Yuan saw Bai Jin enter, he quickly got up and greeted with a deep bow, saying, "Greetings, Holy Envoy!"
Bai Jin returned the bow and said, "You are the Human Emperor; there’s no need for such formalities." ...
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