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Faint light filtered in. It stretched through the fog like ribbons, illuminating the cascading dust from the wall—a scene that was like an absurd yet beautiful miracle amidst the ruins.
Pei Zhen was half-kneeling, his hands shackled by thick iron chains. Yet, this didn’t stop him from bending low, curling her entire body seamlessly beneath his. His silver-white hair fanned out with the movement, covering his back—tattooed with demonic faces—and his clearly defined muscles. ...
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