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Chapter 19 – In the shadows
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The Hall of Ancestral Life Tablets was quiet, the air thick with the residue of countless generations.

Jade candlelight shimmered against black-gold pillars, each pulse carrying the subtle breath of ancestors long gone.

Han Tian Yi’s footsteps were soft, almost imperceptible against the polished stone.

“Greetings, young master.” an elder said, bowing. “What brings you to the Hall at this hour?”

Han Tian Yi smiled, gentle and disarming, settling cross-legged across from the elder. “I… wish to h
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