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In that instant, Aike, who had previously looked puzzled by Fu Qian's signal explanation, suddenly followed the sound and was shocked within seconds.
On one hand, it was because someone actually responded, and on the other hand, it was because he hadn't sensed this person's presence at all.
It was an old gentleman, even shorter than Ji Ning, who walked out from behind the door in almost the same stance.
He even had the same brown hair and childlike face, although his style was considerably more extravagant by comparison.
In an elegant, luxurious, bright red robe, he was radiantly vibrant.
Even more vibrant was the iron-black Crescent Moon Sword he held in his hand.
Its handle was very short, and the blade curved into an exaggerated arc, even adorned with needle-like spikes the length of a palm.
Combined with golden decorations, it looked heavy and menacing overall, as if——a lampstand dismantled from the wall.
