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... toward Xiao Qimo with anticipation.
In the dim light, his tea-colored eyes met the pitch-black pupils beneath the Reaper Mask, the only window for communication between them. Identities were hard to discern, but emotions were not.
In that faint cold gleam, Team Three read the aloofness and disregard of the Team One commander, who seemed to keep others at a thousand-mile distance.
“Thanks, but no involvement.”
The calm voice, altered by a voice changer and automati ...
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