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Half an hour later...
On the mirror-like smooth mahogany desk, a bronze lamp was emitting a gentle light.
The orange-red light shone through the white brandy bottle on the side, shattering into countless pieces, as bright as diamonds.
Chen Xing leaned against the large chair and looked at the oil painting on the wall in a daze. It was a painting of a corner of the royal library
