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... hung from the high ceiling, sparkling like the stars, illuminating every corner of the room.
The special agent, dressed in comfortable pajamas, sat leisurely on the spacious sofa.
He gently swirled a wine glass in his hand, the red liquid within glimmering alluringly under the light, hard to distinguish whether it was the richness of wine or the depth of blood.
The special agent’s gaze was as cold as ice, staring at Li Shang with a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his ...
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