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Chapter 1468: Just Killing, a Trifle Matter
w a long line of people outside a town in the distance.There were nearly a thousand disaster victims queuing on the scene, and at the end of the queue were several soup kitchens.Looking at the guards... harsh and cold. He stared coldly at Zhao Qinglan and said, "Please, Mother, take back your imperial decree."He used a word of "please" but it didn't sound polite at all.Zha Qinglan took a deep breath...