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... had a silver short spear in his right hand. The spearhead glinted coldly in the sunlight, thrusting towards one of the three men.
The speed was incredibly fast, and the other four people on the cart only saw a flash of silver light. However, just as the purple-robed man's spear was about to strike, the man on horseback, as if having eyes on the back of his head, leaned to the side and narrowly avoided the attack.
The expression of the purple-robed man changed, no longer the gent ...
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