The wind was somewhat cold and hurt a little as it jabbed against his face. However, it was only a cold wind, not a mental assault from the old zither-player. Those mountain ghosts and those misty shaman tigers seemed to have avoided the Yellow Paper Umbrella, but how could they ever have really avoided it?
Chapter 328 - A Very Heavy Sword
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