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... to take charge, four divine and enigmatic horses steadily trod forward.
Inside the luxurious carriage, there sat only one person and a Yin God.
Shen Yi closed his eyes, feigning sleep.
Compared to the last time he entered the capital, he no longer wore the frigid profound armor, only a clean and neat ink-black robe.
Reporting for duty at the Martial Temple did not require formal attire, a privilege enjoyed only by a state military commander.
Jiang Yuanhua, ...
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