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... n. The doorman, a sour look on his face, saw the down-and-out scholar in coarse linen and immediately kicked him. "Where did this drunk come from? Get lost! The General Mansion is no place for you to make a scene!"
The door slammed shut again.
Yan Wen was a scholar, frail to begin with. Combined with being drunk and soaked by the rain, the kick landed right on his solar plexus. He couldn’t catch his breath and fell flat on his back.
Song Lianhe had been watching the spect ...
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