nded. At almost two meters tall, he stood there like a statue, frozen in place. Just moments ago, he had clung to a sliver of hope that luck might allow him to outmaneuver Zhao Ping'an. But the curre...Chapter 883

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>>Yang Dingtian was pacing anxiously.

As a ruler, he had always been calm and composed, but this time, he was restless. This was the first time in his life that he felt uneasy.

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