"Perhaps you simply saw wrongly, it was just a misunderstanding. Sometimes, what the eyes see is not the truth; how many misunderstandings arise precisely because of this?"
Li Zijun gave a light cough, walked slowly toward Mò Lí, and then gently slid the long sword in Mò Lí's hand back into its scabbard bit by bit, her tone gentle.
"A misunderstanding?"
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