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... person to whom the presence belonged had deliberately made themselves known to him, a fact that was immediately proven as the figure spoke just as Yang Qing was getting up.

"Pardon the intrusion, Judge Yang Qing... Could I have a moment of your time? My name is Wei Shen and I’m from the Purple Eagle Guards," announced the figure.

The voice was that of a male and sounded mature and though gentle, it had some power to it.

"Purple Guards?" Yang Qing murmured in confusion.

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