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Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence
g of blood as he struggled to his feet. "Just a lapdog for Su Pingbei," he growled, "So what Did he even dare enter Princess Xianchao's chambers"He chuckled, wiping the blood from his nose. The thick...ith this."Zheng Baorong's eyes widened, her heart pounded in her chest, and her mouth felt dry.He fully realized that what lay before him was a veritable treasure trove!For millennia, China has suffer...