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The palace banquet draws every blade and name in the jianghu under one roof. Cups are raised, courtesies excha…

The palace banquet draws every blade and name in the jianghu under one roof. Cups are raised, courtesies exchanged, but old grudges don't sleep easily. Before the music ends, someone will come to collect. Tonight, the palace moon watches an old debt paid in blood.

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