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Before Yan Junhao left home, he threw out nearly everything. Even the little wooden sword his father made, th…

Before Yan Junhao left home, he threw out nearly everything. Even the little wooden sword his father made, the one he'd once treasured most. He was going to find the sword that truly belonged to him. To enter the Jianghu meant leaving behind the ordinary life his mother had dreamed for him. And so be it. He wanted to prove that he would not end up like his father.

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