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"I won’t say what you’re planning to do, nor will I interfere—of course, I might not even know what you’re up to." Gangye Yoshiko shrugged, changing lanes as she drove.
Beichuan Si put the chewing gum back in his pocket, his tone pausing slightly, "Thank you."
Gangye Yoshiko was a sharp woman; she naturally understood that Beichuan Si’s visit to Tsuchiya Motomu was not for old times’ sake, which would be meaningless.
That’s just the kind of person Beichuan Si was ...
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