C394 Eight Swords Blood Hand
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for gracing us with your presence to celebrate my birthday.
Let me raise my glass in honor of you all!"
Yu Wanjian stood, lifting his cup, his gaze sweeping over the many esteemed guests—powerful experts and prodigious disciples alike—his face beaming with joy.
With that, he downed his wine in one go.
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