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Perhaps it was the pent-up frustration in his chest.

Xu Taiping's words rang out with a resounding force, each syllable thundering across the Sword Control Platform like a clap of thunder, painting the faces of the onlooking disciples—who had been watching with detached amusement or even schadenfreude—with shades of shame.

But to Ye Xuan, these words were nothing short of a provocation.