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"Sir, the young master was seen here earlier," a soldier reported respectfully to the captain.

The captain, a High God, surveyed the area with a sullen look. Eventually, he commanded with irritation, "Spread out and comb the area. That little rascal is too mischievous. We'll send him to the North City tomorrow; it'll save us some trouble."

"Understood!" The soldiers dispersed swiftly