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... n the grand throne hall, the air thick with an oppressive scorn. Contempt clung to the atmosphere like a heavy mist, and now every gaze turned toward the one who had dared to call this gathering.
Their expressions left no room for doubt — irritation and disdain twisted their faces. A task imposed by a mere child — a child now weakened, his missing arm making him all the more pitiful and despised.
"Honestly, what could the late Emperor have been thinking? With all his talented chi ...
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