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... he Imperial City?"
The downpour was relentless. Yuan Jimo rode atop a black horse, traveling along the central axis of the Imperial City. Abruptly, he pulled on the reins, and the steed snorted loudly, stopping amidst the heavy rain.
The head of the Imperial City Division tilted his head slightly.
In the shadowy corner of a nearby alley, the Qing Sun envoy, clad in heavy armor, leaned against a stone wall with his arms crossed, appearing as if he were dozing off with clos ...
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