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... Ready.

Li Hua smiled, activating the Void Cloak technique. She glided through the male disciples' residence, her presence completely masked from the spiritual arrays that monitored unauthorized visitors. Outside her brother's quarters, she spotted Li Wei standing sentinel, his posture betraying slight nervousness.

She moved past him in a whisper of displaced air, entering his quarters without slowing. "Brother," she murmured at a volume only they could hear.

Li Wei quickl ...

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