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What?
Ye Wudao's face was filled with shock. "Predecessor Sword King, if you do this, you'll die..."
Die?
The Sword King looked as if he had long seen through life and death. "Hehe, this old body of mine is but an empty shell, what's the difference between me and a dead man?"
"But Predecessor..."
"No need to say more, junior! My aiding you isn't without reason!" The Sword King spoke.
Ye Wudao hurriedly said, "Please feel free to speak, Predecessor Sword King. As long as this junior can achieve it, I will spare no effort!"
"Good! Worthy of being the son of the Northern King!"
