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... who came, dressed in a fourth-rank official robe with his headwear properly set. At this moment, he extended his cupped hands forward, making a salute.
That clear and handsome face, mature and resonant voice, and the dignified manner—that’s something no one could imitate.
The Minister of Rites was dumbfounded, "This... wasn’t Mr. Song already killed by the Tongji Association? Mr. Song personally escorted his own coffin back to the capital. How could this be..."
Song Wei s ...
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