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At this moment, an oil lamp stood lonely on the table, its fierce flame swaying in the wind.
Under the light of the oil lamp’s yellow flame, a dark silhouette sat by the table, sipping from a teacup.
When Chen Xian saw this person, he instinctively tightened his grip on the axe behind his back, his gaze sweeping back and forth over the man.
When he saw the badge hanging from the man’s waist, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"Mere state officer, h ...
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