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... ight. One of them was smoking a cigarette with an extremely bored expression as he stared dazedly at the horizon. Being awake for 18 hours straight wasn't the optimal thing for him but since this was his job, he had no desire to anger the boss and end up getting fired or even worse… dead.

Just the mere thought of that sent a chill down his spine even in the rather hot weather of the night.

"Hey, you have a cig?" His friend asked with an equally bored tone.

"Hm, here." Pul ...

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I, Chen *Ping’an, only have one sword, to move mountains, turn the seas upside down, suppress demons, deal with gods, pluck stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open the heavenly abode!

My name is Chen Ping’an, Ping’an* of Peace, and I am a swordsman.

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Notes:

* Ping’an means peace

** The four directions here are just the four sides of the map of China and the earth. As for the World of Righteousness, it was only one of the four “World”.

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