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Chapter 167 Yan Shen's Death

Refugees flooded in the city continuously. Seeing the worsening situation, a little soldier reported to the old city governor hurriedly. Yan Shen stood on the city wall and looked into the distance, where a dense mass of people were rushing to the Jin City. It turned out that someone wanted to subvert the regime. Yan Shen stepped down the city hall quickly. "Go to the east market." Yan Shen sat on the carriage, and it ran quickly to the east market. But the carriage was blocked by refugees when it just ran two streets. So the horse had to take a detour. And it had to take an hour more than usual to arrive at the east market. "My lord, please wait for a while. I go to tie the horse up." Then, the coachman urged on the horse. But Yan Shen could not wait for him but squeezed into the crowd directly. When the coachman turned around, his lord had disappeared in the crowd. The coachman was so worried about his lord that he squeezed into the crowd as well. The crowd surged, and Ya

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