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... tances, all Yan Wanqing heard was the swift sound of wind, followed by a fierce push that sent her rolling on the ground, from which she quickly got up.
She turned back to see Piji, clad in black, fending off the broadswords of three attackers with just his own strength.
And his longsword, which he never parted with, was now beginning to show signs of fracturing.
"Master, go!" Piji yelled at Yan Wanqing.
How could she possibly leave!
Piji had grown up with ...
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