Ayina's declaration of "I'm staying" fell like a stone into a deep pool, sending a ring of silent ripples through the crude room, only to be swiftly swallowed by the sand-scented silence characteristic of the northern frontier.
Qin Lie's face showed no surprise, as if he had anticipated this answer all along. He gave an almost imperceptible nod, the movement so slight it was like a wisp of breeze sweeping across the Monolith.
"Lin Feng," he called out, his voice retaining its habitual low, cold, and hard tone, breaking the stillness of the room.
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