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... living room opened, close to the window, under the moonlight.
A black-clad youth with a steady presence stood there quietly. His stature was tall and well-proportioned, with muscular arms exposed below the short sleeves. On his wrist was a red cord with a golden plaque hanging from it.
This red cord, the green-haired woman had one as well; the two of them were probably lovers.
"An Yao, Luo Ping."
Yao Qing greeted them, seemingly quite familiar with the three.
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