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The King of Xiao grabbed the man, lifting him by his collar. His eyes, as black as ink, stared intently at the other person. "Wasn't it said that there would be no mistakes",Chu Yun's face was pale and sickly, he lay slumped on the stool, unable to tell if it was sweat or tears soaking his clothes.,Chu Yu calmed his mind, and a wave of messy memories came crashing in.。