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... their fangs intimidating, demanded respect.
“Salutations, General Cen.” Tong Sanlang, Tong Tiehu, and a few of the bailiffs greeted him.
Qiao Xiaomai also paid his respects.
Seeing this, the villagers on site started to sporadically echo, “Salutations, General Cen.”
Cen Hong sat atop his horse, one hand wrapped around the whip, the other grasping the leash of the dog. His sharp gaze fell upon Qiao Xiaomai, lingering for quite some time before he barely glanced at ...
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