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The atmosphere here is eerie. Wearing a helmet, I stepped inside and received a hero's welcome from the soldie…

The atmosphere here is eerie. Wearing a helmet, I stepped inside and received a hero's welcome from the soldiers—they must have mistaken me for a general. Then, as I beat the war drum, I accidentally knocked the helmet off. Was that it? Was that the moment everything changed? Because suddenly, their warmth turned to steel, and every sword was drawn. What secret does that helmet hide? I couldn't grab it in the confusion. With such elite troops inside, I could investigate no further and was forced to return with nothing. My investigation suggests this was an old Anxi Army garrison. An army base wouldn't have legendary treasures or martial arts. And it certainly wouldn't be filled with beauties. That letter had to be a vicious lie! A warning to the next soul fated to find this: Run.

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