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... Quan Jin woke up, it was already two in the afternoon.
The tightly fitting curtains were exceptionally good at blocking the light, and the bedroom was pitch dark, making Quan Jin think it was the middle of the night when he awoke.
If it weren’t for the throbbing pain in his temples, and the memories from last night surging back like a tide, he would really have thought it was the middle of the night.
He slowly sat up, maintaining his drowsy posture, and sat quietly for a ...
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