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Chapter 702: Soap

    

is mouth when a blade sliced through the rain curtain, plunging into the neck of the official whose face still bore traces of disbelief and terrified despair.A head rolled across the ground, its body...e and rain. He took a deep breath. After several days of heavy rain, the air was exceptionally fresh, as if a wave of coolness flowed from his nostrils into his lungs and straight to his forehead, inv...