"Master Jiang Lin is here to see me!"
In the Xianyang Palace.
A sharp and high-pitched paging voice sounded slowly.
After being relayed by several people, the sound almost echoed throughout the entire road leading to the palace.
Under the watchful eyes of the Qin soldiers on both sides, Jiang Lin, dressed in a long gown, climbed the stairs.
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