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Chapter Three Thousand One Hundred and Thirty-Three: Control
our Imperial Court is too chaotic! A bunch of hotheads just assaulted my people, and now one of them has a clear footprint on him!"That bald-headed Mr. Qian pointed at one of his bodyguards and said!T...beast blood, his strength was far beyond Chen Ping's expectations. Chen Ping dared not hold back any longer!Earthquakes tremors, and then above Chen Ping's head appeared a huge clock, a terrifying wav...