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... ything glistened. Everything gleamed. Everything was meant to dazzle.
Purple silk draped from every high beam, so long it rippled against the polished floor like waves on still water. Gold tassels hung from tall lanterns. Red paper fans marked with calligraphy of blessings had been fastened to every open column. The hall smelled of fine incense, sweet wine, and something sharper beneath it—nerves. Power. And fear.
Today was the day Pei Rong’s long-laid plans bore fruit.
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