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Chapter 159

Chapter 159

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Liyue Harbor, on the second floor of Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. Nahida was idly tinkering with a Kongming lock in her hands—or perhaps it should be called a Cloud-Interlocking Lock, a wooden toy constructed entirely of mortise and tenon joints. Over the past half month, she and Zhongli had talked about everything. It was through these conversations that she realized how deeply disrespectful the Grand Sage of her own nation had been toward her, giving her a feeling akin to anger for the very first time. "Nahida~"

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