
Go up the River
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Abraham sat there quietly. He placed his left hand on the hilt of the sword, leaning against the armrest, and propped up his chin with his right hand. He seemed to be thinking about something, always looking ahead silently, his dark brown pupils focused elsewhere - as if he had lost something. That look... Lu Qian had never seen such a lonely look.
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