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... s alliance treaty?"

Princess Luna’s voice was unhurried, carrying an aura of elegance and composure.

This made Yang Ming a bit unaccustomed.

Back on the Emperor Star of the Sherman Empire, Princess Luna was quite insignificant, often stuttering when speaking to the Old Emperor.

But now, Princess Luna, with her proud demeanor, appeared in the Luofeng Empire’s assembly, successfully dampening the atmosphere.

This truly is, an identity that could overshadow m ...

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