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... nd raised his cup. The faint moonlight reflected in his pale eyes.

“On a late night, over the Yangtze River…”

His lips drew a soft arc.

“Drinking alone with the moon as my friend, how can one not be moved?”

Just as the moon seemed to gently touch his cup.

“…I am also here.”

“Tsk.”

At that moment, Jang Ilso glanced back at Ho Gamyeong sitting across from him with an annoyed look on his face.

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