lightly: “My profession is not that of a warrior, but that of a scholar.”As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and pulled out an old, leather-bound journal.The notebook clearly read "Grand Xia Chron...Chapter 843

Oh no! Zhou Ji Shi fell down!

...in Li Jiacheng's eyes.

A sense of foreboding hung in Namgung Ryeol's eyes.

Under the gazes of two hundred and seventeen masters!

...And now, with millions of eyes upon him in the harbor!

That's it....... I lost!

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