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Chapter 1487: Midnight
ssed, one arm resting on the tea table, and the other hand flipping over a chess piece, his expression grave.On the contrary, Su Zhenting opposite him sat upright but with a relaxed expression."Lost!"...son of the Ministry of Justice, one could still clearly see a corner of the horizon tinged red by flames, indicating the ferocity and intensity of the fire there.The shouts gradually drowned out by th...