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... was painstakingly slow under Zhou Cunzhang’s precise tools, but he was able to create a hole through the bars for the prince to squeeze through.
However, the prince didn’t move from where he was curled on the metal floor—the smell of blood, fear, and filth flooded the air around him.
"I need a medic," Zhu Deming barked.
One of the captains ran back to camp, returning moments later with the military physician by the name of Bai Xu. He was old but sharp, his hands steady a ...
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