Truly, once you enter the gates of a noble household, the depth is like that of the sea. There really are far too many people who want him dead.
"Qin An, do you think we can find somewhere out of the wind?"
Under the bright moonlight, a fierce northern wind with a piercing whistle swept across the open wilderness, making the torches flicker unsteadily and cutting against human skin like countless flying blades.
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