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... he moon was rising high in the sky, its starlight dim.
A cold white moonlight, thin like gauze, draped itself over the Galaxy Hotel owned by Xing Ye.
Several limited-edition luxury cars slowly pulled in, and black-clad men wearing earpieces ushered the passengers, clustered in small groups, into the ninth-floor banquet hall.
The rhythm of high heels and leather shoes blended with the comforting melody, as crowds walked arm in arm.
The moment they stepped inside th ...
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