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... e beast, as majestic as a bear, fell forward.
Both hands pressed on the ground.
Wrists snapped with a crisp sound.
As if in worship, as if leading a sheep, but the rope leading this slaughtered sheep was not one of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trust, but the sword edge tempered from the gold and fire of the Central Plains.
The Thirteenth Khan said: "You, you...!!!"
"Who are you?!"
He saw the person standing proudly, surrounded ...
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