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Inside the deep palace.
Hai Wuya listened quietly to the distant sounds of fighting outside the window, feeling doubtful in his heart.
As the Martial Saint reappeared in the martial world, he had once seen the Martial Saint who had been unseen for decades.
Therefore, he could conclude that the Martial Saint was not soone who acted rashly. Although he had a relationship with the Martial Saint, serving as officials at the sa court, that was already decades ago.
But at this mont, listening to the sounds of fighting and yelling in the distance under the night sky, his doubts grew even stronger.
Could it be that he had misunderstood the Martial Saint?
While he was pondering, the door of the side hall opened, and several sword-wearing Flying Fish Guards walked in, led by Chu Xing, the emperor’s close guard.
"Has Your Majesty changed your mind? Do you want to execute
early?" asked Hai Wuya calmly.
He looked very calm, having long prepared for death.
Thinking that his long-deceased eldest son, Hai Siyuan, had returned from the Hundred-mile Desert and had finally seen the "Human Path Sutra" that he had pursued his whole life, he felt that his life had no regrets.
So when he saw the "Human Path Sutra
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