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"We're returning to Eastern Shang-Wei City." Copper was nostalgic about the good old days.

"Yes!" Chen Mu looked at Eastern Shang-Wei City, not far away, and had mixed feelings about his return. He grew up in the city, and once thought that he would never leave the place. He didn't know where his real homeland was, but in his mind, Eastern Shang-Wei City was his homeland.

Unfortunately, he had no relatives here.

They didn't declare who they were when they entered the city. Fortunately, no one dared to cross them. In Eastern Shang-Wei City, card artisans' perception was no more than Grade Three or Four; card artisans of Grade Seven were tantamount to legends. To avoid unnecessary troubles, a few of their Grade Seven card artisans actively exhibited their strength; so they had an easy time entering the city.

Eastern Shang-Wei City was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in front of their formidable powers. They could take over the city if they want.