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... 't expect my return to the capital would cause such a ruckus. How come your relatives are causing such a ruckus?” A young man wearing a black cloak came riding up. He had a golden crown on his head, jade belt around his waist, riding boots, and had a graceful demeanor. A smile that was like the spring breeze hung on his face.

“First Prince …” Someone recognized the person's identity, and with a grunt, he hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

The First Prince's reputation in the marke ...

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