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... d that he jumped up from his chair.
In his haste, a splash flew from the teacup he held, filled to the brim—not with tea, but with a different, misty liquid. It resembled slowly flowing silk, s.h.i.+mmering with a faint, ethereal glow.
When Ah Quan realized what had spilled, his gasp turned into a cry of alarm. In that instant, Lin Sanjiu understood what the liquid was.
“No, that’s—”
Ah Quan’s face twisted in fear, looking drained of all color. The shock was too m ...
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