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Young Martial Uncle gazed at the corpse of the middle-aged scholar, his silence stretching for a long while before he finally exhaled deeply.
He had envisioned this moment countless times over the years.
But now that it was actually unfolding before him, it felt surreal.
Beside him, Chu Yun let out a sigh of relief, approached, and gently patted Young Martial Uncle on the shoulder, saying
