Huo Jiabin spoke with a polite and calm tone, treating us as ordinary guests paying respects to her father. The previous grievances seemed to have vanished.
However, I sensed an underlying unease in the seemingly peaceful atmosphere, like the smell of gunpowder without any visible sparks. It was a dangerous situation.
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