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... , still silence of the night.
However, Qingfeng Building was bathed in the bright light of candles.
From inside, came intermittent sounds of laughter and frolicking, accompanied by the mournful notes of a flute and qin, one could imagine the merriment therein.
On the rooftop of Qingfeng Building, a figure clad in black halted.
He lifted a roof tile.
And saw inside a room, two men—one playing the qin and the other serving a woman wine. Both men appeared ver ...
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