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Du Che felt as though he had been granted amnesty as soon as Li Ximing spoke. Sweat poured from his forehead like rain as he kowtowed nine times before finally retreating.
"Thank you, Daoist Master, for sparing my life!" said Du Che.
Li Ximing did not bother with the small fry, but the members of the Li Family all looked displeased. At the foot of the mountain, An Siwei did not spare him a glance. Knowing his place, Du Che fearfully withdrew down the mountain and fled north under the cover of night.
Li Ximing sat quietly for a while until a middle-aged man ascended the steps. His feathered robe gleamed, and his bearing was elegant and dignified.
Li Ximing broke into a smile, rose from his desk, and went forward to greet him, "Brother Xizhi!"
Li Xizhi lowered his head with a smile and cupped his hands in salute. He said, "Greetings, Daoist Master Zhaojing!"
"Elder brother, do not make fun of me." Li Ximing shed the airs of a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator with his own brother before him. Just...
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