A long spear thrust forward, its cold tip shimmering with a sharp, murderous intent that cut through the chaos of the battlefield.
Cao Ziheng’s expression remained as tranquil as an ancient well; not a flicker of emotion could be discerned even in his pupils. He brought his mind and body into perfect harmony, his eyes acting as a measuring rod, having already calculated his distance from Adoduox. His right hand moved slowly toward his waist, fingers locking onto the tiger-head belt.
Clang!
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