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Although Zuo Tiancheng was extremely afraid, when he thought of the Prince Xuan, he did not dare give the order as cold sweat dripped down his forehead drop by drop.

Nan Yulan's eyes were sharp as knives, he only looked at the city gate and coldly said: "One, two..."

"Three," Before he could say anything, Zuo Tiancheng had already shouted loudly