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... With a glance, Bai Songling knew that the guard was incurable.
“That’s good. We won’t have to dirty our hands.” Ye Jiuge apathetically withdrew her gaze and looked toward the city gates.
After a short wait, the gates opened.
Su Junqing led out a squad of guards. Behind them was an army green stretcher.
Wan Ziyang was lying on it. From a distance, his face looked as pale as a dead man’s, and his chest was barely moving.
“What have you done to him? ...
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