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Yan Daiqing, with dark circles under his eyes, was pouring a potently strong tea into his mouth, the resentment emanating from his entire body so intense that even Xiao Zhi had to keep a distance of three feet, not daring to speak directly to the man.
These days had confirmed a painful truth: dealing with internal politics was a tormenting affair.
The grand designs of the world, the recruitment of soldiers and talents, the provisions for logistics—all required me ...
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