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... he airport to the city center, a Rolls-Royce sped along at a pace exceeding the newly enforced speed limits.
The breeze whooshed past, and the neon lights outside the window dissolved into streaks of fleeting shadows.
Sitting in the backseat, a man stared impatiently at the clock on the dashboard, his tightly furrowed brows having not relaxed since he got off the plane.
"Ming Fu, how much longer?" Wen Renche’s warm and intoxicating voice trickled into the driver’s seat. < ...
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