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Chapter 89

Chapter 89

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Good heavens, it seems Wei Zhongxian, that old scoundrel, is truly panicking now. "General Zhao! Kill them all! Leave no survivors!" Wei Zhongxian's aged face twisted into something resembling a living meme as he roared hoarsely, spit flying almost to my face. Bah! With just the likes of you? Today I'll show you why flowers are so red!

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