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Chapter 1181: A Summer Insect's Words About Ice

    

Please, Your Royal Highness, execute us!"Before the main gate of Don Palace, the square was stained red with blood. Whole and broken bodies lay scattered about, while everyone else knelt. Only Li Ch... not alone, if the imperial court deploys tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of soldiers, a single soldier's spit could drown any so-called sect or ancient temple that boasts o...