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... tars swiftly fled towards the sleeping chambers of the third prince.
They raced through the wind and rain, indifferent to the drizzle soaking their exquisitely tailored Fish-Dragon Official Robes, which had cost them a fortune from the city’s finest tailor.
Usually, even a speck of dust would upset them greatly, let alone rain, but at this moment, such feelings had vanished.
In their panic, they failed to notice that the scenery before them seemed distorted.
In th ...
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