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... ied, "General, I’ve heard this great poet fears neither authority nor death. If we push him too hard, might he resort to suicide?"

Scholars across the land love to wield their pens—just a couple of poems could immortalize our misdeeds for a thousand years.

General Xiaofeng gave an indifferent hum. "Then arrest his entire clan. Let’s see if he’s willing to become the one who doomed his whole family."

The guard: "…………"

A few days later, Hermit Yiyun was "invited" ov ...

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