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... er, the burning passion in Huo Jingyu’s heart not only had not diminished but had grown even more intense.
Even though for him, dying on the battlefield felt like something that happened just before he blinked.
"Marshal Huo, please rise." Ye Wanlan waved her hand, assisting Huo Jingyu up, and smiled, "Having Marshal Huo’s support is indeed my great fortune."
A wise ruler and a loyal minister are forever inseparable.
A good bird chooses its tree; a wise minister ch ...
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