She coaxed the others away while pulling them along.
Soon, only Shen Heting and Wen Shiqing remained in the side hall. Wen Shiqing sat like a frightened quail, her head bowed low, lips pressed tightly together, not uttering a sound.
The hall was deathly quiet, save for the sound of Shen Heting chewing his food with unhurried precision.
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