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... nd Feng Fuce.
The Xiu Luo Envoys were like phantoms.
In the absence of lamplight, they navigated the dark mountain paths as if walking on level ground.
It seemed they were accustomed to rushing behind Feng Fuce.
As long as the Marquis was there, even with eyes closed, there wouldn’t be any problem.
Feng Fuce, holding Bai Zhi’er, arrived at the location specified in the letter.
The flames in the courtyard had already turned into wisps of black smoke ...
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