As a Majestic Ghost, How Can I Be Subservient?
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Liu Haoyu rubbed his aching shoulder. The room was strangely warm, perhaps because he had grown accustomed to the chill here, or perhaps because Qin Liu was not in the room at the moment. The soothing sound of her breathing that he usually heard was completely absent now. So it was most likely the latter. To say...
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