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The twenty-odd square feet room held twelve captives. It wasn’t particularly crowded, but the narrow space was suffocating.
The sound of a dagger scraping against the hemp rope hissed through the air, which was thick with restless tension.
During this time, Zheng Caisheng had come in once. Everyone smartly kept their hands behind their backs, not making a sound. He had simply swept them with a glance and then left again.
The dagger made its rounds, with Qing Luo be ...
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