Sunlight spilled across the bustling streets of the Capital, where a tide of people surged back and forth. Lined with myriad shops, the streets hummed with a symphony of hawkers' cries and cheerful laughter, painting a vibrant picture of urban life.
Moyuan sat at an outdoor café, savoring a moment of tranquility.
Before him on the table sat a steaming cup of coffee, while three empty cups stood neatly lined up beside it.
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