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... or Magic but didn’t examine it immediately. Instead, he looked at the Daoist Nun before him, whose snowy hair cascaded like a waterfall. Feeling obliged to offer a few pleasantries after receiving a gift, he couldn’t help but ask with concern:
"How are your injuries?"
Yun Qinghe didn’t seem to appreciate the sentiment, her expression as flat and unapproachable as ever. "It’s nothing serious," she answered. "The Confucian True Words merely eroded my Heart Spirit. I’ll be fine afte ...
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