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... ade, but Qingran’s boot was relentless, grinding bone against rusted metal.
Blood dribbled out over the threshold. Behind the makeshift barricade, panicked shouts rose up, weapons scraping and loading.
She leaned forward slightly, voice silk over steel. "I didn’t say I was here to beg. I came to talk. This is me talking."
Behind her, Yu Song drew his gun, pointing it calmly at the door. Xu Tianming’s fingers twitched around his axe.
"I—I’ll open it! I’ll open it, ...
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