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... w where. Arrayed before him were many coffins that he had pulled out from various other halls and was ready to throw out. In front of his face was a nano-computer's virtual screen.
The lips of the blonde on the screen were somewhat tight, his fists were clenched, and a pleasant voice flowed from his pink lips, sentence after sentence, like the collision between jade and stone—clean, crisp and particularly moving.
Only…
The man’s hand slowly ...
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