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... scent of scorched fire Qi still seering to his skin.
And what did he find?
Two elite sect elders.
One proud... One quiet.
Both broken.
Hu Jiao'er and Hu Mei'er—elders of the sword peak, esteemed guides for young disciples, known for their grace and strength—now slumped together in the corner of a mist-soaked cabin, looking like they'd just lost a purity contest.
Clothes disheveled... Breasts half-exposed. Robes barely covered their sweaty skin.
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