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... oubled. Duoti had already seen Concubine Liu's down series, food series, and Liu Runnian's water bottle series.

Now, despite another heartfelt speech that moved the soldiers to tears, the progress was still far from complete.

Xiao Yunzhou fell into deep thought, pondering what to do next.

"Commander Hou, come here." While the soldiers were still eating, Xiao Yunzhou called Hou Yuchuan into the tent alone.

"You've been living and eating with Duoti and his grassland ...

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