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... figures hiding in an alley off the street, seemingly in an argument.
"Shh." Zhao Douan’s expression was odd as he held skewered candied hawthorns, hinting with his eyes for his henchmen to wait, and he strode forward alone.
An old servant, approximately over fifty years old, stood in front of a boy of sixteen or seventeen, urgently saying,
"Young master, you mustn’t go forward!
Those are government officers from the Imperial Court, many versed in martial arts, th ...
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