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A storm was brewing. Situ Xianxian and Situ Guhuai did not leave immediately. Instead, they stayed in the guest room of the Sword Sect. As soon as they entered the room, Situ Guhuai sized it up with a scrutinizing gaze. When he realized it was not as gorgeous as he had imagined, he could not help but curl his lip. "You can still live in a dump like this and be happy about it