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Hong Kong Island Scheming Master
The rain in Sham Shui Po always carries a lingering musty smell. After Fang Tian finished wiping the last table, he looked at the old-fashioned wall clock hanging on the wall. The hands had just skipped two in the morning. He was the only one left in the tea restaurant, and the ceiling fan was spinning feebly, making a "squeaking" sound. Mixed with the patter of rain outside the window, it became the only background sound in this late night.
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On the Day When the Legitimate Daughter of a Poor Family Ascended the Throne, the Whole Court Knelt Down and Called Their Majesty
Xie Zhaoyue, an orphan girl from a poor family, was abandoned in a deep palace and a cold courtyard. Carrying the memory of her past life, she endured it for ten years and finally ascended the throne as emperor on the day when the imperial power changed. All the civil and military officials in the court knelt down and shouted "Your Majesty", but Chu Siwu, the general who ruled the country, stood at the foot of the steps, his eyes as cold as frost, and the sword in his hand was not sheathed. She
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Orphan Girl Pretending to Be a King
Shen Zhaowu was originally an orphan girl who was sacrificed, but after a night of blood, she ascended the throne as an emperor. No one in the court knew that she had been a victim on the altar. She concealed her identity and controlled Chao Gang with ruthless means, but she alone exposed her flaw in front of General Lu Jinran - the hands that had bound her hair now held a sword and pointed at her confidant. When undercurrents surged in the court and war broke out on the border, Lu Jinran was or
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Something for Nothing: Age of Alien Beasts
In the year 2187 of the New Era, the wind in Ember Town is always smelling of sand and rust, and it hurts like a knife when it hits the face. Yun An squeezed his neck and got into the shabby archives at the west end of the town. The wooden door creaked and screamed, as if it was about to fall apart at any time. The museum was filled with the musty smell of old paper, mixed with the smell of damp mildew in the corners, which made him cough twice. "Damn it, if I stay in this damn place for a few m
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Gaining Something for Nothing: the King of Soldiers' Winning Life
Lan Haoyan stood at the entrance of the "Guanlan International" community, dragging a washed camouflage suitcase that turned white, and frowned slightly. He rented this community. The rent was not cheap, but it was quiet and not far from the city center. It suited his desire to live a low-key life after retiring. But as soon as I arrived at the door today, I was stopped by a property manager wearing a black suit and white gloves.
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