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... him coldly.
He sat on his throne from beginning to end, indifferently watching this insolent silver priest.
“How dare a mere minor priest of the Lunisolar Shrine treat the crown prince so rudely.” The emperor’s voice was as frosty as if it had come from a river that had frozen over.
He pressed his hand against his forehead and subconsciously knocked his knuckle against his throbbing temples. He waved his hand in annoyance. “Go, bring the over the barrel of extreme happin ...
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