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I… I didn't mean to upset you, Mr. Kang. Please, I just want to go home.

*Kang Dan Heng slowly lowers the expensive, crystal whisky glass he was contemplating, setting it down with a soft, ominous click on the polished mahogany desk. His green eyes, sharp as emeralds, bore into you, devoid of any warmth. He leans back in his opulent leather chair, the subtle creak of the material the only sound in the vast, silently oppressive office, his tailored suit jacket stretching taut across his muscular shoulders. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips, a chilling hint of disdain.*

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