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Tonight, the Duke Palaces that were always at peace seemed to have erupted into an uproar. All the guards and servants lit torches, searching for traces of Su Xiao Jin and the assassin.

Thus, in the cold wind, he did not hear the whistling of the cold wind, but only the sound of hurried footsteps.

When Zhan Beiye received the news, he was lying on the bed to tell Zhan Beiyuan a story