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Liu Jun opened his eyes, his forehead slick with sweat.
He had a dream.
He dreamed that Ah Qing was dead, her two arms gone.
Where were the arms?
They were hanging at the head of his bed, blood dripping… his face covered in blood.
He snapped his eyes open.
The swordsman, dressed in exotic clothing, hurried in from outside the door, “Young Master, something’s happened.”
“What’s happened?” Liu Jun sat on the ...
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