The figures in black robes stared at Lin Shu as she approached with a menacing aura, and the inexplicable fear in their hearts grew wildly like weeds. Their Adams apples bobbed up and down, and cold sweat continuously oozed from their foreheads, sliding down their cheeks and vanishing the moment it dripped onto the freezing ground.
Their eyes met, filled entirely with panic and helplessness, yet none of them could articulate where this terror stemmed from.
In their deeply ingrained perception, Lin Shus formidable strength relied entirely on the West Chu Hegemon Spear.
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