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Spring rain pattered down relentlessly.
Striking the black tiles, it produced a ticking sound akin to the hands of a clock being moved.
Under the eaves, Old Chen who was brushing his teeth abruptly stood up.
He looked over from afar, a hint of worry briefly surfacing on his aged face.
The Temple Control Bureau?
And it’s the Dao City Temple Control Bureau at that!
It’s well known that the Temple Control Bureaus established by the Imperial ...
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