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... t of the lotus room, the atmosphere was solemn and heavy.
Delicate steam curled from porcelain teacups on the low table, but no one reached for their drinks. All eyes were fixed on Clyde, whose posture was rigid, as if afraid to finish what he had started saying.
The silence stretched.
Worry, pity, disbelief, and helplessness. Each emotion flickered across the faces of those present, flashing like warning signs.
Especially Lin Heye’s. His heart ached. He never tho ...
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