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Chapter 583

    

the western wall..."After reading it, he said: "Now, each person draws a finger, and drips one drop of blood into the bowl."The maid walked over, carrying a tray with a bowl and a knife on it.Everyone...Chapter 583

Huang Ruhong, the little emperor of Jianghai Province!

Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!an meant by "no chance." It wasn't that there was no chance to kill him; it meant there was no chance to even utter his name. Which meant...Oh!Don't let them think too much.A loud bang echoed through...