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... by the guards stationed at the entrance.
When everything quieted down, the man who was originally absorbed in his writing suddenly slammed the brush onto the desk with a snap, instantly smudging the white paper with black ink.
Just like his current mood, heavy as ink, black with a suffocating anger, unable to vent.
Thinking about the imminent event, the usually calm and elegant man shook his sleeves and stood up, his fists pressing firmly on the desk. As he slowly lifted ...
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