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... ng into the soft chirping of crickets as night fell. Two figures could be seen slipping into the shadows, navigating the labyrinth of corridors with practiced precision. William glanced at the older man beside him, his brow furrowing.
The young boy, dressed in a blue and black uniform that contrasted sharply with his dark hair, was growing more curious by the second.
"General Zhao," William whispered, his voice barely audible as they rounded a corner, "why are we sneaking around ...
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