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165 - The World's Strongest Sword
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Unlike his Senior Brother Yun Yang’s dissatisfaction and Senior Brother Chu Jiu’s amusement, Wu Yifan had no particular reaction whatsoever, unbothered by the casual way Little Yin talked to him.
“Are you referring to me, little sister?” he asked in his usual dry tone. He was unhappy as it was, knowing that his family was in grave danger and yet unable to hurry to their aid. But despite being the youngest and newest among Immortal Wuwei’s disciples, he was the one with the closest disposition to their master. Even if Wu Yifan was troubled, rarely would his true emotions surface.
“Yes. You are Big Sis Wu Xuan’er’s nephew, right? The older brother of Wu Pingxia, that Wu Yifan brat?”
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