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At the gathering of prodigies, a flash of sword light swept past. The sound of blood dripping rang out, so faint, yet clearly reaching every ear present.

The unseen sword—when they came back to their senses, Qingyuan's right shoulder was already stained scarlet.

It was a shocking sight. No one had seen where the sword had come from; only the dripping crimson told of what had just happened.

Among the seats, Qin Bai stared in shock at the sword that had somehow left its sheath atop the table, his eyes full of disbelief.

How was that possible!

The sword flew back with a clang, all its sharpness withdrawn. Soundless and traceless, as though it had never left its sheath.

Not far away, Xiyan was the first to recover. Rising, she looked at the three who were about to leave and said, "Friends, that was all a misunderstanding. Why not sit down and have another drink?"

"No need. Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together."

Ning Chen did not stop walking. After speaking, he strode away.

"An expert."

Qingyuan's eyes narrowed slightly as he put away his earlier contempt. One truly could not judge a person by appearances. This time, he had misjudged.

Qinglian Residence. Seeing the three return, Elder Qinglian's expression froze briefly. "It's already over? Why have you come back so quickly?"

"No. We are in a hurry to continue our journey, so we left first. We came back to bid farewell to Senior Qinglian."

Ning Chen replied with a smile.

"In such a hurry?"

Elder Qinglian sighed softly and continued, "Then this old man will not keep you. Remember what I told you: even if you disagree, do not confront that person head-on. Someone will mediate for you. Perhaps this matter can be resolved peacefully."

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