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... en, accepted the silver handed over by the manager, did not glance at Chu Zheng again, and turned to leave through the side door he came from.
In the sky, at some unknown time, tiny snowflakes began to drift again, dense and pervasive, carrying a bone-chilling cold.
Instinctively, Chu Zheng raised his head, watching the gradually departing hunched figure disappear into the wind and snow outside the door.
Inside his heart, there was an inexplicable emptiness.
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