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Pat, pat, pat...
In the midst of the night, it was as if a gigantic beast wanted to devour everything!
Just then, the sudden sound of footsteps arose, causing the man in black to twitch.
Opening his eyes, they sparkled sharply like the blade of a sword!
The footsteps from afar were very light.
Blending with the ceaseless rushing of the river, ordinary people would definitely not be able to hear them.
However, the man in black could not escape them with his keen senses. It was his instinct.
Immediately, he turned his head to look behind him.
What came into view was a slender young man wearing a tight-fitting outfit and cloth shoes, advancing neither hurriedly nor slowly.
In times of chaos, he walked as if on level ground.
Each step was even in weight, as if honed by endless years, exuding an aesthetic beauty.
And at the young man's waist hung a thin, precious sword.
His hand gently rested on the hilt.
It was as though that hand was a part of the sword.