C476 Wu Hao's methods

It was almost time, the surrounding atmosphere of the sparring ring started to become lively, the clamor was like a tide, constantly fluctuating between the large grounds.

In the pavilion far away, Zhuang Mengyu looked at the color of the sky outside her window. It was almost time, so she put on her clothes, and expressionlessly picked up her sword and opened the door.

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