The man leaped directly from his horse's back, brandishing the phoenix-winged gilded halberd in his hand to spin it at high speed above his head, and without a word, slashed it toward Lin Hao's side.
The entire process was undeniably cool.
Lin Hao cast a faint glance at this self-righteous fellow, casually plucked a petal from the windowsill, and flicked it with a finger.
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