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... ecreation time at Abyss Prison, Aotu Tailuo strolled leisurely around the exercise yard, his steps exaggerated and deliberate, as if he were parading on a stage. Behind him, Yamada Shuji followed closely, one hand covering his face in shame while the other clung to Aotu Tailuo’s pocket, trailing after him like a shadow.
Nearly every prisoner in the yard had stopped their activities, staring dumbfounded at the ostentatious pair. Many of them gaped, rubbin ...
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