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... he target with great speed.
The person inside the carriage, however, moved even faster.
By the time Yan Wanqing landed on the ground, her shoulder had already been pierced by a hidden weapon.
She looked down at the snowflake-shaped hidden weapon, its surface shimmering coldly, and a flicker of confusion crossed her eyes.
At that moment, the carriage began to move.
Without a coachman, but the high-headed white horse seemed to have a mind of its own, driving ...
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