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The fire was raging behind her, and Tang Xuenan was being held by Ann Jian as they rode on the same steed towards the distant northern border.

"My king, how is the battle in the north now?" Tang Xuenan thought for a moment and asked a seemingly ordinary question.

After all, Ann Jian still treated himself as Qin Xuan of the Northern Frontier. He had been in the village for a few days