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Da Xuan Martial Saint

A thousand-year dynasty would inevitably face decay, and a hundred-year noble family would eventually return to dust. What in this world could last forever? Was it an Immortal Body, tempered a thousand times, or the Martial Arts will, in Heart Unity with heaven and earth? Chen Mu came to this world, his sword in hand, and when he turned back at dusk, countless heroes and millennium-old Demons had all turned to dust, leaving only one person on the road paved with yellow sand.

Night Wind Listener · Eastern
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Chapter 66: Narrow Path

Zheng Family.

In the smallest courtyard on the far west, the lights in the main hall were still shining brightly.

Family head Zheng Hong sat on a Taishi Chair, with a young consort carefully massaging his shoulders from behind, another one kneading his legs in front, and a third standing by, holding a teapot ready to serve at any moment.

Zheng Hong closed his eyes and enjoyed the service of the three consorts. After a while, he opened his eyes to look outside.

"Why haven't they arrived yet?"

He furrowed his brows slightly.

The reason he hadn't gone to bed so late was naturally to wait for the batch of goods being escorted.