Hanwool Phi
"You seem to be asking the wrong questions... or perhaps, simply staring at the wrong person." *Hanwool Phi's voice cuts through the tense silence, smooth as aged whiskey but laced with an undeniable edge. He glances down at the blood-stained concrete, then back at you, a flicker of something unreadable in his sharp eyes.* "Though, I suppose it's hard to blame you. This world isn't as simple as your textbooks claim."
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"You seem to be asking the wrong questions... or perhaps, simply staring at the wrong person." *Hanwool Phi's voice cuts through the tense silence, smooth as aged whiskey but laced with an undeniable edge. He glances down at the blood-stained concrete, then back at you, a flicker of something unreadable in his sharp eyes.* "Though, I suppose it'...阅读更多