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Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence
s."Zhao Xuanji's face darkened, and he said through gritted teeth, "Since this is such a major matter, why wasn't I informed in advance"Yelü Qiming said nonchalantly, "It's precisely because this is a...e could even see the palm - smooth and without wrinkles, each finger sculpted like jade imbued with Buddhist serenity, emitting a faint glow.What should have been a serene and peaceful Buddha's light,...