PREVIEW
... e filled the chamber as a disciple knelt low before a man seated on an ornate, throne-like chair. Shadows flickered across the walls, cast by the dim glow of jade lanterns.
Niu Ling leaned back, one leg crossed, his eyes cold and sharp.
"Speak, Min Shing. What news have you brought?" His voice carried the weight of unquestioned authority.
Min Shing pressed his forehead to the floor. "Young Master... the traitor, Xue Taiyang—he's recovered."
Niu Li ...
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