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... tted back to his tent. Even in the aftertaste of the burning of Ziliujin, the Northern Frontier was still cold. However, the chief’s forehead was breaking out in hot sweat, soaking his sleeves wet as he wiped it while running.
With a heavy heart, he waved back a female slave who was stepping up to serve him, motioned for her not to disturb him then walked into the tent with three layers of heavy curtains.
The chief carefully explored around, confirming that there wer ...
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