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The Imperial Palace had never been so lively before.

The cold wind hit his face like a thin blade. As he suppressed his unstable heartbeat, he rushed towards Yao Chi.

On the road, someone was swaying like a drunkard.

He walked up to the drunkard and grabbed his arm. Taking a look at the arm, "Chu" looked at him drunkenly and raised his eyebrows doubtfully. He then burped