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... and moist the ground under his body, Hu Lijing did not breathe a word against it, making not a complaint as he sat there, braced against a wall.
His breath came faintly, chest barely moving up and down as he sat, back pressed on the cold, dirty wall. In the dark, there was naught but a single small window far above his head on the wall he sat against.
No source more than that was of light, no speckle of mercy for the imprisonment of his sins, only a single small window that too ...
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