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... he returned, entered Qiao Xiaomai’s tent, and pulled up a chair, seating himself across from her.
"There’s actually something I don’t understand," he began, "If there’s going to be a war, then people are bound to die. If people are bound to die, does it really matter how they die? In the end, death is death. I just don’t understand why you’re so resistant to it."
"Don’t you think it’s simpler this way? It spares those ordinary soldiers from heading into battle, from losing limbs ...
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