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... as over, the elites were all provided carriages to take them down to Dragon Gate City. While I noticed a group of Martial Masters shadowing us, likely to both protect us and ensure that no one tried to run off, openly, we were being given a bit of free time to explore the city. I wouldn’t need to report to TaiZu until the next day, so I had a bit of time on my hands to get everything prepared.

During the ride, I sent a quick note to ShouLi.

Prepare three groups of Grandmasters. I ...

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