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Amidst the intricate courtyards of the Imperial City, where palaces touched the sky and colourful banners fluttered in the gentle breeze, Jiang Xicheng, Wei Liuxian and Lao Chen found themselves in a secluded corner. Lanterns cast their warm glow upon their faces, revealing the tension that hung in the air like the sword of Damocles.
Using the Wind Veil Array, the three left the library of Kunlun mountains and came to the imperial city.
Jiang Xicheng, dressed in resplendent silk robes that marked his noble lineage, regarded Lao Chen with a mixture of astonishment and concern. "Lao Chen," he began, his voice low yet tinged with incredulity, "I must admit, I did not anticipate such drastic measures."