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Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence

    

dagger pierced his chest.Thick blood dripped slowly from the tip of the blade, landing on the Ninth Prince's nose as he sat on the ground.The scorching blood jolted the Ninth Prince.He widened his eye...arkled with excitement, his smile stretching wide. He felt a sense of anticipation for the future, envisioning boundless honor and prestige as someone second only to the emperor. He believed that the...