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... hy family dared to station a large number of troops in the palace to protect themselves. In other words, before Duanmu Huangqi attacked the palace, no wealthy family from the palace felt that any dangers would appear in the palace.

With the palace of the King of Gods and the Sword Hut around, who would launch an attack on the Sword Hut, unless it was as part of the Sword Hut ceremony?

Thus, to form this massive army, hundreds of people left the palace. Then, they transferred practiti ...

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three years ago.

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