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But as a sharpshooter who roamed around the world, his senses were extremely keen.
Even the slightest rustle of the wind or grass, he could detect.
The spine of the sharpshooter tensed in an instant, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, and his heartbeat quickened.
But in the end, he still turned his head.
The crescent moon hung high, with sparse stars scattered thinly above.
The cold and faint moonlight cast upon the girl’s features, a ...
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