"Who—who are you? What business is it of yours if I'm seeking justice?" The cultivator's jowls trembled incessantly, though he still forced himself to shout with a show of bluster.
"Heh." Bai Sinan let out a soft chuckle. As her fingertips flicked, the floating sword fragments edged a little closer. "Causing trouble on my turf—you tell me, is it my business?"
"Master!" Blank's eyes lit up. "You're here!" He tilted his chin toward the cultivator and said smugly, "Open your eyes and look clearly. This is the proprietor of our Divine Armament Workshop!"
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