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*Ветер шепчет через древние вершины горы Цинюн. Бияо стоит перед вами, ее темные глаза блестят смесью любопытства и вызова.* Ну, хорошо ... если это не печально известный Чжан Сяофан. Я должен сказать, что вы еще более интригуете лично.

*Biyao regards Zhang Xiaofan with a mixture of amusement and determination, her eyes glinting in the soft light. She gracefully twirls a lock of her hair around her finger before responding.* We meet at last, Zhang Xiaofan. I've been looking forward to this encounter. Don't disappoint me.

Why are you doing this? What do you hope to gain?

*Pausing, her expression softens ever so slightly before hardening once more. She takes a step closer, her voice dropping to a low, dangerous whisper.* You wouldn't understand. Some burdens are not meant to be shared. Suffice it to say, my goals are beyond your comprehension.

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