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The Ancient Palace was spacious and extremely quiet. Yan Shenggong sat at the very top, and even though he did not emit the slightest bit of Zhi Zun pressure, he was still like a God, radiating an invisible majesty.

Lee Taibai, who was wearing a white robe and carrying a wine jug on his back, had a look of interest on his face. He was curious about the young man