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... , the night deepened.
Zhao Qingmei sat in front of the desk, looking at the letters sent from various places in Great Yan.
Among them were the schemes of the Demon Sect and also messages from important spies; all of which she needed to review and heed, and then she would have to provide further instructions.
Sometimes she did read books, but other times she needed to ‘approve these letters’.
“Tan Yun, it’s getting late, let’s close up shop,” Zhao Qingmei glanced a ...
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