He Ying quickly whipped up and went to Sang Mansion.

On the main street of the Imperial City

Many people saw a handsome young man in a joyful robe galloping on horseback.

Vendors and pedestrians on the streets took refuge.

Some people were holding or pushing things in their hands, and because of the accident, they all dropped them.

Something fell to the ground with a bang.

Those people looked distressed, stomped their feet and scolded: "Oh my God, you conscience-"

Before the words were finished, there was a lot of power

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