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... pped, like an old man in his twilight years. His life was coming to an end. Zhang Ronghua felt a pain in his heart. No matter what his purpose was, the Crown Prince had nothing to say to him. Money, spiritual fruits, cultivation resources, spiritual treasures, and even the mansion he was living in now were all his rewards, including his current official position. If he had not been transferred out of the Eastern Palace and gilded in the Scholar’s Hall, he would not have had what he had today. No ...
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