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... earthy tang of ancient wood. Aukin leaned back, a genuine smile softening the sharp planes of his face, the blue of his eyes sparkling with mirth. Across the low, polished table, Sun Wukong’s golden fur ruffled as he chuckled, his tail twitching a playful rhythm against the floor. Baijguang, ever composed, allowed a faint curve to her lips, her purple gaze holding an unusual warmth.
"You know, for someone who claims to be a god, you certainly enjoy gossiping like an old market vendor," ...
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