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She walked neither fast nor slow, recovering her strength as she went.
Finally, she walked back to the front hall.
Compared to before, there was now an extra chair in the middle of the front hall, as if specially prepared for her.
Feeling a little tired, Qiao Ying went straight over and sat down on the chair. She tore off her bloodstained sleeve and nonchalantly bandaged her sliced palm.
Then she looked up, gazing straight ahead.
The throne-like a ...
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