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Chapter 242: A Pawn
g's dozen or so sound transmission jade slips were not given in vain!"Thank you, Elder Sun!"Chen Ping said politely!"Mr. Chen, you're too kind. Even with me personally overseeing the journey, it's imp...me very quiet, and only the sound of the car speeding could be heard!Five hours later, the car entered Kyoto. Kyoto's bustling city life was far beyond anything in Hongcheng could offer, even surpassi...