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... n loosening.
Finally, with a clink, he drew the sword and placed it in front of him. Wang Anfeng sat on the bed, took out a pure white cotton cloth from his bosom, and then some Sword Nourishing Ointment. His expression was calm, his movements leisurely and meticulous.
To the people of Shaolin Temple, it seemed as if he was petulantly maintaining this unsullied iron sword that had never tasted blood.
He needed to keep his cool.
If it weren’t for knowing that at th ...
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