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What he said was almost exactly the same thing, but this time Chen Chaoyi was not angry. Calmly holding a lamp in one hand and a sword in the other. Stand up slowly. The robe was blown by the wind, and the cloak behind her was blown by the wet wind blowing from the river, sweeping it like a wave, which was very graceful. His style is simply stunning....