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... egret, enormous regret as if ten thousand resentful souls were howling past the old man’s heart.
He admitted he had underestimated Han Fei, he had underestimated the complexity and horror of human nature.
"I don’t want to buy anything."
The old man, knowing better, did not resist; instinctively, he shrank back, but his arm was tightly gripped by Han Fei.
The two store employees facing him seemed to have conspired together, repeating the same sentence with grim fac ...
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