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Chapter 1199: Nan Gong Shouzhong

    

rn, catching the wind and rustling ominously.The entire atmosphere of the parade ground became instantly solemn. Three thousand soldiers stood tall with chests puffed out and heads held high, their ey...ugh. The old man is generous now, heaven knows how much silver he will give me in a month. Based on my understanding of him, he'll probably send someone to keep an eye on my spending. How suffocating...