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Chapter 388: Prince Wenwang
ild's head at his feet. In a nearly numb voice, he said: "Our home is fifty miles from the Yellow River. We thought that even if there was a major flood, it wouldn't affect us. But that night, the dam...th board fell with a thud.With a snap.The nine prince's robes were stained with blood.***Scarlet blood, shocking to behold.***The Ninth Prince screamed even more terribly.“Stop!”Zhao Qinglan stared in...