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... hoof and get there. Nanyang is a blessing for all of you. For your luck, drink this wine."

After all, he looked up and drank the glass of wine.

Under the seats, everyone raised their glasses and drank them.

After the middle-aged men refilled their glasses, they held them in both hands and turned to squatting. They said loudly: "This general, this time, if you don't have your help, we can't escape the Huren's clutch. Your grace. I have no teeth to forget, I have done this!". ...

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