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... ot going to work?"
Due to the prolonged wait, the people couldn’t help but express their doubts again.
But as soon as these words left his mouth, Yan Lin’s sword, still stained with blood, was at his throat.
"Prince, Prince, this lowly one knows his wrongs, this lowly one knows his wrongs." He quickly knelt down to beg for mercy.
Only then did Yan Lin withdraw his sword.
He looked up towards the top of the mountain, a trace of worry in his dark eyes.
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