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... ay warships were docked at the shore, seagulls flew across the sky, disappearing without a trace.
Taking all this in, the robed elder with graying hair sighed, stood beside the window of the Quiet Room, and turned slightly to look at the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged.
He was clad in a light blue robe, his eyes tightly shut, expressionless.
The Flying Dragon pattern on his clothes was vivid, and the arm that was supposed to be severed seemed to have been quietly rea ...
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