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Wang Ling's eyes were wide open watching the falling plum blossoms on a wooden porch where tens of children played on the empty lot before him. The children laughed, while others wielded a sword while a brown-haired man taught them how to fight.
"Ling'er! I told you to help me teach them, did I not? Come on, Gu'er might hurt Mui again you know?" the man shouted with half-joking rage, "Hmmm? It appears you have no intention of answering me. Muhahaha! Do you want to have a taste of this Master's Seven Thousand Sword Pierce Punishment?"
"Yeah! Do it, Master, Martial Brother Ling had been showing off just because he's the first one who got taught!" a young boy shouted.
"That's right, that's right!" a girl reinforced.
Wang Ling watched all this play out with a pleasant smile on his face. The brown-haired man approached Wang Ling and just as those hands were about to touch him, it passed through him as though it belonged to a ghost.