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... glasses, a slightly thin figure, and a blue plain robe.

Paul found a sense of déjà vu in the other person—arrogant but not arrogant, superior but polite.

By the way, it's like the feeling when I first came into contact with two scholars, Ladi Setia or Betty Dias. I clearly feel that the other party has a "condescending" meaning when watching you take you away, but I can't be specific. No matter what you accuse, the other party's demeanor and words are impeccable, and the temperame ...

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