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Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence
Jinyiwei.Leaning against the window, Sabao raised his wine cup. The warm, slightly hot cup glided slowly across his fingertips. By Sabao's side, a scout was reporting on the situation."Master, I've in...doesn't ask for mercy. He just wants to finish the process of praying for the emperor.This instantly won over a lot of sympathy.Feeling the agitated crowd and the excited whispers of the common people...