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Chapter 40: Remember this day.
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... a single expression crossing his face. That kind of composure and ease was something only someone who had done it before, who had killed before, could display.
And... Weren’t they the same people who had abandoned the deserted cities and villages near the border, leaving the people in need there to die?
Theo wiped the blood that had seeped through Le An’s white silk shirt and streaked down his arm, adding yet another red-stained wipe to the pile.
Le An’s eyes were fixed ...
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