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ndistinct, or rather, ugly, in the haze of smoke. Usually, he enjoyed watching these people put on a show to please him, but today, he simply had no interest. In one gulp, he drained the white wine i...ompletely lost in his passion, aggressively and fiercely trying to break past Lin Meng's small mouth. Just then, a sudden force came from behind, someone grabbed his shoulder and pulled him away from...