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Chapter 1784: Appraisal
cking the doorway. He looked at Duan Changmian, whose blood was dripping onto his expensive silk robe, and said in a voice that perfectly imitated a lackey: "My master is friends with General Su Pingb...and, he was still just the head of a department in the capital. Where's the excitement of being a regional officialIf this good fortune had fallen to Xu Changqing or Guan Zhiwei, they would probably h...