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A man, gaunt like a ghost’s shadow with a hunched back like a wild wolf, stood at the doorway meticulously straightening his morning suit. His body was so lean that the shoulders of his suit were wrinkled into a bundle.
His black hair was damp and tangled, hanging naturally to his shoulders without being carefully groomed. When he looked down, he resembled a corpse that had just crawled out of a lake after drowning.
This was his first visit to the Royal Palace—as a Transcend ...
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