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... oyment, where the yellow curtains fluttered gently.
Luoyang King Zhou Wenye was unaware of the impending catastrophe looming overhead, as he gazed quietly at the portrait of the seated Yili King hung behind the divine altar.
This ancestor of the Yi lineage appeared deceptively young, having died at just twenty-six due to excessive indulgence.
However,
it seemed as though temperament could indeed be inferred from one’s appearance; even through the portrait, one cou ...
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