Chapter: 1382

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In the depths of the palace.

An old eunuch stood respectfully at the door of a stone chamber and said in a low voice, "My lord, the thirteen princes have lost."

"I saw it already."

A faint voice came from inside the stone chamber, the voice was somewhat ethereal and elusive.

"My lord, does the old servant want to follow this son?"

The old eunuch continued.

"No, let it be."

"Yes, my lord."

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Tianjiyuan.

Old man Jin, Mengdulu and a large group of craftsmen from Tianji Academy are studying the structure of ancient puppets and the rune patterns inside.

Suddenly, the old man Jin's body shook slightly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "This boy, not bad..."

"Master, what's the matter?"

Mengdulu said curiously.

"It's none of your business, work."

Old man Jin glared at him. This apprentice is good at everything, but his cultivation talent is too low. It is still a question whether he can break through to Dou Sheng in this life.

Fortunately, God sent him another cute little guy.

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Prince Wu's Mansion.

"What? He defeated the Thirteenth Prince?"

A beautiful woman stood in front of Lord Wu with an expression of disbelief.

Prince Wu nodded and said, "That's true."

"Damn it, if this is the case, how will you kill him in the future? No, I want to increase my bargaining chip!"

A trace of jealousy appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged beautiful woman, and a sword suddenly appeared in her hand.

"This is……"

Prince Wu looked at the sword in shock.

That is a mid-grade Heavenly Rank Dou Qi, and in the huge Kyushu Empire, the number of Dou Weapons above the Mid-Rank Heaven Rank is only a hundred.

"I don't believe it, a middle-grade heaven-ranked fighting weapon can't invite masters from the Baidi Building!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman said viciously.