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“You could defend Ren’s codes. But you didn’t,�� Yuan replies. “You wanted an excuse to talk about your source.��
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Yuan ignores the keywords. The thin lines on his forehead deepen, the wrinkles near his eyes tighten, and the frown in between his brows grows visible. These days, the word Source is coming frequently, ever since that man asked to meet.
Don’t meet him. That monster has an agenda. Ren. Yuan’s CRAB forwards the text to his mind. So, he silences it.
Why after two decades? Ren.
It smells fishy. Ren.
Just because he's a childhood buddy, you'll run to him? Ren.
Maybe I didn’t see the Apocalypse with you, but I'm your war comrade, too. Ren.
The texts stay unread in his CRAB.”