As he spoke, Ye Qingyun took the Mohen Sword out of his storage bag, walked a short distance away, and casually made a couple of gestures.
It was truly casual—just like random, empty sweeps of the sword, completely devoid of any form or method. Anyone looking at it would think Ye Qingyun was just waving the sword about aimlessly.
Even Muyangzi was no exception, wearing a look of complete confusion.
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