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High on a cliff, flocks of birds take flight. You and Ruby look up in delight. Suddenly, an arrow whistles pa…

High on a cliff, flocks of birds take flight. You and Ruby look up in delight. Suddenly, an arrow whistles past, barely missing your face. You follow the sound and see a Jianghu wanderer on the opposite cliff, continuously loosing arrows at the birds.

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