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... r against anvil paused as Lin Feng approached the reception desk. "We’re here to meet Chief Lou Gao," he announced.
The receptionist - a burly man performing what appeared to be practice swings with no actual metal being worked - gave them an appraising look. "Got an appointment?" he asked in a monotone.
Lin Feng offered an apologetic smile. "Not exactly..."
With a shrug, the man resumed his empty-air hammering. "Chief’s always at the forge. Hard to catch when he’s in the ...
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