True Solution of the Sword Dao

Somewhat inexplicably, Lin Fei suddenly remembered the first time he had practiced cultivation. He had been equally reckless back then.

He stood up and walked to the curtains behind him, a ray of light shining on him through the gap in the drawn curtains.

A sudden wave of annoyance surged in his heart. His reflection in the window was as calm as ever.

"I used to have to consider the influence of others, but now..."

"Kill them all."

He slightly turned his body, his eyes swirling with a faint blue luminescence.

Whoosh!

A figure clad in white suddenly appeared by his side. Xu Ruoruo’s expression was cold as she slowly drew her sword.

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Click.

The door to the president’s office slowly opened.