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... Office was akin to the Central Army Camp on the battlefield. Mr. Zhao moved a bamboo chair to sit outside the study with its double doors wide open.
He closed his eyes for a moment under the eaves sheltering him from wind and rain.
"Sir, a secret message from the Shadow Guard!"
The young assistant, Qian Kerou, briskly came running from the front yard, her boots splattering the wet floor and soaking her trouser legs.
Mr. Zhao opened his eyes, raised his hand to ta ...
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