Chapter 13 The End

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The night was deep, but Zhu Jiaduan had not yet gone to sleep.

While away from home, he had a habit of lighting a lamp in his room after dark and resting for a while only when the lamp naturally extinguished itself. Then, waiting until the fifth watch when the roosters crowed, he would immediately rise.

For a master of his caliber, it was occasionally possible to use meditative breathing to compensate for some sleep, naturally, this was only occasionally… Constantly going without sleep, no matter how skilled a martial artist, could lead to sudden death.

And tonight, he obviously could not sleep for a moment.

Because the lamp in his room had not been extinguished, there were disturbances outside his room…

Everything happened extremely fast—the shouts, the muffled groans, the collision of fists and palms, the sounds of drawn blades and swords… Almost all erupted simultaneously from every direction and nearly ended at the same time.