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... echoed throughout the entire meeting room.

It caused representatives of the various major powers from the West Union to exchange looks, finding the point quite reasonable.

The development of the Dragon King’s Palace was there for all to see, and their actions had indeed affected mutual interests.

Previously, the Eight countries in Southeast had to offer a great deal of resources to them every year.

They had also planted various informants in the Southeast, and it ...

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