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... Wangqiu, hesitated for a moment, and said, “Sect Master Yan, since we have decided to negotiate with the imperial court, we must have bargaining chips and strength, so as to make the imperial court yield. Your sect dominates Lingnan, how many people can you gather with your full effort?”

Yan Wangqiu thought for a while and replied, “If the whole sect is mobilized and our vassals are called, I can gather a hundred thousand people, all of whom are brave heroes. If we involve more civilians ...

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