The next day.
Tiandou City late at night.
"Qinghe, you are lying to me."
Yu Xiaogang's pure white eyes stared at Xue Qinghe, his gaze was deep and clear, like a mirror.
This place is not far from Prince Xuexing's palace. Prince Xue Qinghe's soul master army is silently clearing out the secret sentries and slowly surrounding the palace.
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