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By the flickering light of the oil lamp in the hall, he could see that there was nothing under the tablet.

Wan Jing and Xuan Tuo looked at each other. They were surprised. Could it be that Imperial Concubine Su had played a small joke on them before her death?

But that's not right, it seems like many people care too much about this joke. The black clothed man, the Green Mountain Sect