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... ong>Nanjing, Imperial Palace

“Are we certain about this?”

Seated on the imperial throne, Zhu Yuanzhang sounded excited.

“Your Majesty!”

“My subordinate, a first-tier secret agent of the Tian (天) rank, was present at Wudang Mountain. He personally witnessed Zhang Sanfeng, restored to youthful vigour, gravely injure Pu Zhi with nothing but a cold snort!”

[“Tian” (天): Means “heaven,” “sky,” or “divine,” symbolizing the highest level, celestial author ...

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