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The one who’d arrived was also a young man of sixteen or seventeen. His build was upright and tall, his skin the color of wheat, and on his back, he carried a long black bow and snow-white quiver. His lips were pressed tight, his brows knit. Even at such a young age, his eyes were determined.
Heaven Official's Blessing: Tian Guan Ci Fu (Novel) Vol. 2
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