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... ipped around, stuffed his face in Xie Lian's chest and wailed.
This wailing contained no words, utterly meaningless, and nothing like the sound of
sobbing but nevertheless hair-raisingly dreadful. Without looking at who it was, it would
sound like the desperate cries of a full grown man breaking down, or the struggling of a
small beast with its throat cut open by a knife, as if only by immediate death could he be
relieved. Anyone can make such a sound, it ...
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