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Thirteen years could be considered long or short, depending on the perspective. Though many things could change in that period, a lot could also stay the same.
Inside an armored vehicle speeding eastward, Wang Sheng was filled with guilt as he looked at his master, whose hair had turned white at the temples. Lowering his voice, he explained, "Master… I really am not an imposter, and I'm not some heart devil made manifest."
Qing Yanzi glared at him. Wang Sheng didn't dare act mischievously. He sat properly, allowing his master to examine his pulse. Not far ahead, a new model aircraft was already waiting for them.
Having slain the two fiends, Wang Sheng effectively ended the battle in the sandstorm. The cultivators and Special Warfare Unit elites had swiftly wiped out the invaders and were now cleaning up the battlefield and counting casualties.
As one of the top ten righteous experts, Qing Yanzi's mental fortitude was greater than most. Saying nothing for now, he checked Wang Sheng's condition. He held his disciple's wrist and examined it for some time. After furrowing and relaxing his brow several times, he deeply muttered, "I can't determine your cultivation realm...
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