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Within the quiet and secluded maze passageway, the surroundings gradually regained some of the previous tranquility. The Second Prince, Ji Yun, was extremely dispirited. His mouth was still filled with blood as he glared at Wu Hen.

"Ohoho, Ji Yun, will you ever regret this?" With a cold smile, Wu Hen took a step forward and the silver sword in his hand flashed