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The next morning, Silver Sword Peak welcomed three guests.
At the front of the group was a white-haired old man with straight, sloping eyebrows and a gaze so bright and intense that it was frightening. He had the air of a man that was as calm as still waters and as immovable as a mountain. The old man even carried a massive sword the size of a door on his back, which was rather attention-grabbing.
Behind the old man was a handsome young disciple in white robes. His straight posture accentuated his slim and tall figure. He also carried a heavy broadsword on his back, but it wasn't as absurdly sized as the old man's.
The person at the rear of the group was a burly man with thick eyebrows, large eyes, and a huge halberd on his back. It was Yun Chaoxian. He looked a little nervous as he glanced at the old man—his senior uncle, Zhang Juque. Yun Chaoxian seemed really afraid that his senior uncle would get violent the moment he heard something he didn't like.
These three men were martial artists from the Great Astral Sect.
As expected, Zhang Juque was an impatient man. After receiving Chu Liang's reply yesterday, Zhang Juque charged over...
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