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... ’s tone was shorter—sharp edges and small knives.
It was clear that praise didn’t live in it.
Mingyu stood a pace back, his head inclined as if examining the calligraphy on the wall.
He heard courtesy and filed it under not-an-insult-yet.
Deming glanced once at a hinge, at a beam, at a length of floor that could remember a struggle; his jaw set for patience, not violence. Longzi’s attention locked on exits the way a soldier prays—without show. Yaozu was where shad ...
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