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"What have you found? Stop beating around the bush and speak up," the old man in the purple robe stood tall, his stubble on his face as stiff as steel needles.
"Great sir, the young master's bones, they're moving!" the man in the white robe blurted out the truth, his eyes tightly shut.
"What?" the old man in the purple robe snatched the spirit mirror, only to see four bright spots on its surface, along with a vague and unclear shadow.
Among them, only two spots remained still, one flying in the sky, the other running on a mountain.
"Despicable! How dare they! How dare they go this far! This is too much of an insult!"
"To divide the young master's bones into four pieces, such a lunatic, I will crush his bones to ashes!"
"What are you staring at? While they're still within the range of the spirit mirror, go and search for them immediately!"
"If you can't find them, you'll answer with your heads!"
