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On March 16th, on the fourth floor of the Nanwangcheng Soup House, invited daimyo from all walks of life gathered for a special banquet.

At the same time, looking south at the dock outside the city, a merchant ship from the Central Plains was slowly approaching, standing on the deck was an old man wearing sunglasses, holding a pipe, and a cloak, surrounded by thirty guards armed with flintlock pistols, all staring coldly ahead.

"Master, it's here!"

"Hoo ......"

"I, the king of the world! 》262 The big country in the South Seas is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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