Seeing how swiftly and decisively Li Dai acted, the onlookers were stunned once again.
Their gazes fell upon Li Dai’s unassuming, dull, and seemingly unremarkable sword with its restrained luster. Their expressions were a mixture of uncertainty and shifting emotions: some, like Nan Lier and the Nan clansmen, wore looks of deep gratitude; some, like Hua Mengjiao, stared with wide, unbelieving eyes; others gazed at the sword with a strange, flickering light in their eyes; and there were those, like Wu Juechen, who regarded her with an even greater sense of appreciation and delight.
There were also those, such as the disfigured male cultivator, who remained indifferent as if it had nothing to do with them, and simply continued on their way.
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