C195 Sealed

Lu Yi offered a slight smile as he gripped the Green Lotus Sword, its blade clashing against Ann Lan's weapon amidst a symphony of metallic clangs. With determination, he strode forward, leaving an unwavering silhouette in his wake.

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Du Zheng made a beeline for the balcony, his master still hoisted upon his back. Panic etched across his features, he gasped for air