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... face bore the marks of time, revealing a rugged determination that hinted at his once youthful handsomeness.
Si Fuqing’s gaze was steadfast.
“Hello, I, I am that…” the man began, his words stumbling over themselves, “I mean, that is…”
He faltered, unable to finish his sentence, and his head drooped in a gesture of defeat.
Si Fuqing offered soothing words, “Take your time, there’s no rush to speak.”
“Miss Si, this is what happened,” the woman chimed in, pa ...
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