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I was traveling through Qinghe late one night and ran into this mad woman. Muttering something about her lord …

I was traveling through Qinghe late one night and ran into this mad woman. Muttering something about her lord didn't die from her poison! That's around the Palace of Annals, you know what that means, right?

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