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... nghua, for once, there were no reports on his desk.
No maps floating in the air.
No casualty numbers scrolling past his eyes.
Just the sound of crashing waves.
Xu Qianghua sat on the wide wooden deck of a coastal villa, legs stretched out, arms resting on the sides of the chair.
He wasn’t wearing his usual robes. No layers. No formal colors. Just a loose shirt, thin pants, and bare feet.
The sea breeze hit his face.
It felt... strange.
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