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Even though it was a summer night, the wind tonight was exceptionally sharp. Nan Yurou, wrapped in a large robe, stood in a secluded corner of the Nan's Estate's rear garden as she softly said something to a black clothed man who stood in front of her.

Yan Wu had no reason to be bothered tonight. She tossed and turned, and could not sleep at night. Since she was bored