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Xie Wanjin dragged Third Young Master to his brother's yard.
The servants of the attendant all hid far away, as soon as the two entered, they saw the young man's sword qi sweeping about, the flower leaves flying everywhere.
There were countless broken branches and trees on the ground.
"Elder brother!" Xie Wanjin stood about a dozen steps away and shouted: "Stop practicing your sword
