PREVIEW
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The next morning.
Yang Zhenshan arrived at Chongshan Pass, covered in dust and weary from travel. It had been over two years since he last visited Chongshan Pass, but now he had no mood to observe any changes there.
Arriving at the entrance of the Yang family’s small courtyard, he didn’t even dismount from his horse before Wu Zhan came out to greet him.
"Master!"
"Is the lady injured?"
Yang Zhenshan dismounted from Red Cloud and asked.
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