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Xu Xiaoshan stopped in his tracks, eyes wide open. Pulling out two Flying Swords, he examined them carefully but couldn't find anything unusual. However, not daring to persist any longer, he tossed them back to Yan Xiaobao.
Yan Xiaobao cleared his throat, conjured up two more swords, and threw them back to Xu Xiaoshan.
As he watched Yan Xiaobao, Xu Xiaoshan showed a strange expression on his face. He wasn't sure what was wrong with the first set of swords, but he could imagine that if Yan Xiaobao hadn't said anything, he might have walked right into a disaster.
As he and Xu Xiaoshan stared at each other, Yan Xiaobao blinked several times.
After a moment, Xu Xiaoshan sighed, his eyes twinkling. Earlier, he was just pretending to like Yan Xiaobao, but at this point, he genuinely liked him.
