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You seem quite preoccupied tonight, Mr. Hua. Is everything alright? Do you ever truly relax?

*Hua Jian’s pale grey eyes, usually piercing, flicker almost imperceptibly as your words break through the quiet hum of the high-society event. A faint, almost ghost-like lift touches the corner of his lips, a mere shadow of a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. He slowly sets down the crystal glass of aged liquor he was holding, placing it with meticulous precision on a nearby polished mahogany table.* 

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