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... sheaths as the guards retreated.
Hua Zhu Yu stood in the courtyard, her sword dripping with blood.
Unbeknownst to her, the rain had stop and the faint light of lanterns shone through, shining on Hua Zhu Yu. Her robe was covered with blood, her silky hair was messy. Her face didn’t carry a hind of expression. Her eyes were filled with a coldness that seeped into the bone marrows of anyone who looked at them.
She lifted her sword and slowly walked toward the corridor. ...
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