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At these words, a collective gasp cut through the crowd, as though the chill night air had been drawn into every chest.
The youth stood with a white robe flowing about him, an ethereal beauty marked on his countenance, as if a celestial being had graced the earth. But his temperament? It sure had character!
Ye Tiance knew it all too well. The Eight Swords Conclave, a forum for fierce dueling and intense debate. Just two days in, and he felt like this youth had already torn him to shreds from the inside out.
“Heh heh heh…” Ye Tiance clenched his fists, a wild and frenzied laugh echoing through the night.
"Yup, you senile old fart. Laugh your ass off!" Yun Xiao cursed. Expecting him to release someone? They must be dreaming a dream as grand as the ages!
"There's the Third Sword Peak still. Hurry up and pour, don’t delay my return to the Sword Pavilion for moon viewing." Yun Xiao finished with a raised eyebrow and a smile to Ye Tiance, "I'm even dragging your dad along for my moon viewing. Generous, right?"
Grinding his teeth, Ye Tiance chose silence. Elsewhere, Elder Liu Xuan of the Third Sword Peak had hoped they could evade this calamity. Alas, evasion was but a fleeting dream.
"Elder Liu, rest assured, this filth will not tarnish your ancestors. Even though Wu Wu and his family are wiped out, I still have to send them some gifts on the road to the underworld!" Yun Xiao said with a grin.
Upon hearing this, the crowd was stunned.
"Pour...
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