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The days and nights blur together. You stand at Han Xiangxun's grave, holding your horse's reins. You didn't u…

The days and nights blur together. You stand at Han Xiangxun's grave, holding your horse's reins. You didn't understand what she meant until you tasted Parting Tears—this is a taste only someone from the jianghu can ever know. You mount up and head for Kaifeng.

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