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... oon, another figure emerged in the butler's sight. He looked old—older than the butler.
The man's face was weathered, like a person who was tired of life. His grey hair was unkempt and fluttered by the biting wind.
Despite appearing like an old man at the end of life, his eyes fill with vitality and flaming with fire. His piercing gaze seemed to cut through the icy mist and stare at the butler's soul.
At that moment, the man spoke, "You're late. I'm tired of waiting."
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