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Closer
Our hearts could go colder. That is why with the slightest warmth, we still melt.
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I HAVE not paid attention to the utmost capabilities of one insignia, let alone one that is being wrongly used by people outside of the real organization that had it. But for an instant, laying my eyes over to the white-robed frame of a current mob boss of men in trance, I have never thought that Mr. Yuan’s deep sea-coloured eyes could grow sharper and more slivery-speckled than they could ever be.
“Come,” he offered his hand as he struck the other end of a one-foot long iron bar down the floorboard.
“Three of the hunters were after us, Sir.”
“I know,” he said, now lifting his weight up to the wooden bars overhead again and swung the iron bar to shatter the fragile wooden boards abo
