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A luxurious carriage slowly meandered through the streets of Chang'an.

Li Nuo sat inside the carriage compartment, and before they reached the County Magistrate's Office, he lifted the curtain to observe everything outside.

Indeed, this place resembled ancient Huaxia, as the carriage traveled along, Li Nuo glimpsed through the window: whether it was the pedestrians' attire or the style of the buildings along the street, everything was imbu ...

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