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"This is a military camp, no passage without express orders!"
At the Mountain-cutting Army’s base, at the bottom of the long stairs leading to the strategy hall, amidst the wind and snow, two armored soldiers holding long spears blocked the hurried figure.
The visitor was clad in armor, with grayish-white brows and beard, sporting a tuft of goatee like an old general, moving swiftly like the wind, he flicked the corner of his cloak back, shaking off the snow.
"I am ...
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