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... ang out within the teahouse.

It could be clearly heard even three miles away.

But this was just the beginning!

A white shadow flitted among the men in green, dazzlingly fast like lightning, stirring up a flurry of hot, fresh blood that splattered in all directions.

Even a middle-aged man standing more than ten steps away got splashed with blood on his face.

One after another, the men in green fell to the ground, screaming as tears appeared on their limbs, ...

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