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... robed figures turned their gazes almost simultaneously toward the edge of the corridor. The steward Chen, who was kneeling on the ground, twisted his neck back with jerky, mechanical movements, as if it had been wound up.
"You, you... why did you follow me?" His lips trembled, and he could barely speak coherently.
He had been extremely cautious, so how—how had this man and woman followed him here so silently? None of the many traps laid throughout this old mansion had even been t ...
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