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... l crackle of the oil lamps. Xu Mochen’s head had lolled slightly, his once-practiced smile now weakened by drink. Ling Yu’s own tolerance far outstripped his, enhanced both by her system and by the iron will she had cultivated through years of surviving betrayal and apocalypse.
She watched him through lowered lashes, her mind a calculating storm. Every word he had spilled tonight had been neatly filed away. Every glance, every slip of pride, every boast, it was all ammunition. And now, a ...
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