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... washed over him. He inquired, "What are your thoughts, Brother Zhao?"
The individual addressed as Brother Zhao stood clad in black attire, of average stature, a lean figure, with a cold countenance marked by thick, imposing eyebrows. He exuded an aura of solitude, as though he were perpetually a solitary figure even in the midst of multitudes. His eyes, akin to lifeless water, bore an air of weariness and desolation.
Upon hearing Ji Mengzhan's question, he made no effort to conce ...
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