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The wind blew in from outside the hall, and the open windows swayed slightly. The faint smell of wood furniture in the room, which could not even be suppressed by the aroma of sandalwood, made him somewhat annoyed. The furniture had been in use for many, many years. In his identity, it was an incredible thing to do, but it was because he was him that he had to do it.

He was Chen Wunuo