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... of the Prime Minister.
The red Zelkova wood is ablaze, crackling loudly.
The burning flame, shockingly, is blood red!
This is a curse of death, the best medium to carry it.
Wen Zhongyong’s gaze sharp, one hand holding the ruler of the nation, the other a whisk.
"Within the span of ten thousand miles, gods yet fear to die!"
"Curse!"
With his voice, the blood-red flame on the Zelkova wood sprang up almost two feet high.
The red fireli ...
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