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A gust of cold wind blew in through the crack between the edges of the window. Dusk Fei shivered, slowly opened his eyes, and rubbed his aching temples.

He stared at the pink curtain for two seconds, then his eyes fell on the dressing table in the room. The pear wood carving of the Blue Lotus was vivid and lifelike, the huge bronze mirror was bright and polished