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... ooking at him coldly.
The youth’s aura was just as decisive and fierce as before, his face clearly saying "not to be trifled with."
Duke Ping walked up to him: "Marquis Wan, this place is not suitable for idling conversations, may I ask for a word with you?"
Feng Fuce glanced around.
Outside the Imperial Study Room, heavily guarded and strictly enforced by the Imperial Guard.
His thin lips moved slightly, his voice clear and cold.
"I think it’s unn ...
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