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If he had known he was facing Xiang Minghao, An Cang would never have used such a Thought Sword.
Bleak and sorrowful, this mindset was precisely the emotion that the [Poor Scholar] had been immersed in for years, bitter cold and heavy snow, the wailing of myriad people, was also the source of their aspirations!
He had almost personally built a bridge to the autumn qi for him.
But the more profound "wrong" was that they should never have matched up against this person in the first place!
This almost comical scene should only appear in third-rate tales—a thief and an assassin both targeting a scholar at night, only for the scholar to abruptly turn around and chop them both down.
Such a scene would undoubtedly bring peals of laughter from the audience, yet when it occurred among three Grandmasters, it only revealed a sinister chill.
Lake Mountain's Crane Inspector, Tianshan's Sifeng, and the leader of the Sun Swallowing Society.
