ore they could greet him, the soft sedan came to a stop. A hand lifted the curtain, and Zhao Xuanji stepped out from within."Grand Chancellor!""Greetings, Lord Zhao!""The weather was bitterly cold, so...le in without a sound. The vast city is like their own backyard, entering and leaving at will!"Sān bǎo heard beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.This sentence doesn't say a single word about him...