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... of his uncle, the storm was over and the sun was shining, but there was no trace of joy in him: “Why?”
In the end, his uncle had deceived him.
His clenched hands trembled slightly; Bailuo really wanted to wake the old man up and question him as to why he made such arrangements.
“I was never really a king.”
“There’s no nation, no miracles. Going back to the mountains,” Bailuo’s eyes filled with tears, “what’s wrong with being a village chief?”
The uncle fe ...
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