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... like a fire. Chu Yuan poured out another bowl, gritted his teeth and drank it down, but he staggered forward a few steps, holding the window sill with his hand and looking at the front aimlessly.
Duan Baiyue waved to his confidants and whispered a few words in his ear.
The scene in front of him was a little fuzzy, and Chu Yuan thought of his first meeting when he was six years old. The southwest king and his son came to the king's city. The father and the emperor wanted to hold a ...
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