The Distant Crown
Chapter One "We are not here to pray, Guomin Zhao. We are here to take." The voice of Captain Li cut through the humidity that swelled the heavy oak doors of the inner sanctum, a physical weight pressing against the air. Guomin Zhao, thirty years old and leading the elite guard, stepped forward, his boots scuffing the stone floor with a rhythm that matched the thrum of the printing press behind...
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