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Haught covered his face with his thick hands. His brown hair was stuck to his forehead by strands due to the sweat, but it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or tears.

It fell to the ground and shattered.

"Haha …"

A deep self-deprecating laughter slowly spilled out from his chest.

After a moment, he ruthlessly wiped his face, shook off the droplets of water on his hands