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The first time I met him, she squatted on the ground in the courtyard with burnt charcoal to draw a picture, full of black charcoal, the king as he was blown out. When they met again, she tore down his mansion and destroyed his chambers, sharpening her knives and setting fire to the sky, giving him a headache. She took him to carry the Chi sword as a test, three or two cut into a twist, making him want to vomit blood. She made his name into fireworks, lit up the New Year's Eve...