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... t swishes, they were sliced into countless pieces, countless small flowers blooming in the air.
This man seemed to be made of iron, even colder than the wind and snow. Hidden under his clothes was a sharpness more frightening than even blades or spears.
Wang Po walked to the table, glanced at him, and then sat down, serenely placing his blade on the table.
His movements were very steady and light. They made no noise, as silent as the falling snowflakes.
Snowflakes also fe ...
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