C181 The Headache Heavenly Star Emperor!

Imperial City.

The city guard captain, urgency etched on his face, hastened to report the recent events to Ji Wuhui in a flustered tone.

As Ji Wuhui listened to his subordinate, a rare ripple of emotion crossed his usually impassive features.

With a light tap of his index finger on the chair's armrest and a furrow of his dense brows, it was clear that Ji Wuhui's composure was a facade.

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