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e wasn't particularly interested in the food. Meanwhile, Wen Nuan took her knife and hacked viciously at the chopping board. Her anger was palpable.Having pasta at midnight, with bones to gnaw on wou... alleyway, there was a makeshift dump. A full moon hung overhead, its brightness contrasting starkly with the filth, causing Mo Yao to furrow his brow. He couldn't help but think of himself and Bai Li...