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Within the Sieve of Heaven, at the peak of a fog-shrouded mountain, was a pavilion in which the Martial Aspect of Silverfrost was located. He seemed a little weak. He was clutching onto a banister and panting lightly as he stared into the distance. A golden-robed youth stood beside him.
"Martial Aspect of Silverfrost, it was my fault you were punished by my father with three hundred strikes from a venomflame truncheon. How are your injuries?" The golden-clad youth sighed.
"I'm alright. These strikes are only superficial injuries, and I'll be back to normal after some rest. I should apologize. I wanted to help you, but I seem to have made matters worse," the Martial Aspect of Silverfrost said wryly.
"Forget it. If Xiao Nanfeng lives, then so be it. His position as Martial Aspect will pass to me sooner or later. Moreover, there are no troops he can use within his manor, and he'd perish just trying to carry out an ordinary task as a Martial Aspect. I won't have to wait for too long, I'd imagine."
"You could stay within his manor," the Martial Aspect of Silverfrost reflected.
"Father...
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