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... g suonas and farewells from the people wove a tapestry of sorrow.
It was supposed to be Marquis Ning pushing Wei Zhao, but now Xiao Huaian had eagerly taken his place.
Wei Zhao lay listless, indifferent to it all.
This place was not as strictly managed as inside the hall, and low murmurs went unchecked.
Xiao Huaian pushed more and more slowly, allowing others to overtake them. After all, there was no need to be too eager in a funeral procession.
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