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... er when it was already very late.
The streets in the early morning were so silent that only the howling cold wind could be heard, blowing the few remaining leaves from the branches, drifting onto the empty streets.
At a glance, this added an extra touch of desolation and bleakness to the street.
"President, at this hour, they probably won’t let you in,"
Xu Guannan, following behind him, said as he saw the firmly shut gates, trying to suppress the discomfort in his ...
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