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... rom a friend beside her and wiped it haphazardly, cursing.
"Where did this rabble-rouser come from? Guards, why haven’t they been driven out yet?"
Everyone looked at the perpetrator, and their faces froze in surprise.
The individual held a red wine bottle, a cold smirk played at the corner of their lips. Seemingly nonchalant, they glanced at the bottle in their hand, let go, and slammed it heavily on the ground.
The fragments of the wine bottle scattered, causing ...
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