Northwest Prince's Mansion.
"Damn it, Xia Yun!" A roar echoed as Niu San, carrying gleaming twin axes and radiating a fierce momentum, rushed into the small courtyard like a gust of wild wind.
He stared wide-eyed, pointing directly at Xia Yun with a face full of aggrieved fury, as if he had suffered a terrible injustice, tears seemingly welling up in his eyes.
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