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Moving through the city, Zhan Yuwen rode at the front on a tall horse, talking and laughing in Zhan Fanyin’s direction.
Zhan Fanyin maintained a blank expression. He had already seen through Zhan Yuwen’s facade, but he still couldn’t understand why Zhan Yuwen wanted him dead.
The throne? Zhan Fanyin had never cared about it. If Zhan Yuwen had spoken honestly, Zhan Fanyin would have handed it over without hesitation.
Before long, the group arrived at the palace gates. Everyone was required to dismount and surrender their equipment before entering. Han Wu and the other three were stopped and asked to hand over their gear.
Han Wu only smiled. Did the people from the Battleborn Civilization truly believe they could search...
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