Duan Lingtian stood poised high above the Biqing Mansion encampment, looking down at the base with a calm, indifferent expression.
In contrast, the Biqing Mansion disciples within the camp wore grim faces. More and more of them found themselves trapped inside, wanting to leave but fearing to step out.
"Damn it! How did this Duan Lingtian find out where our camp is?" one disciple cursed with a livid expression.
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