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Xin Mansion
The black robed Fu Jing sat beside a table. His eyes were deep and his facial features were strong. His entire body was emitting a cold aura.
Most of the citizens in the capital were afraid of trusting their king. Any family with any disobedient children would naturally listen obediently as long as they said the word 'believers'.
To the commoners, the word 'king' meant death