Nan Aoye!
That man, true to his name—a man of unyielding pride who always kept his face hidden behind a mask—was actually asking someone for a favor.
Given Nan Aoye’s past behavior, no one believed it. In the eyes of the crowd, Nan Aoye was a man of few words; if he didn’t happen to blurt out a syllable or two, people would have assumed he was mute. Furthermore, only a handful of people knew what lay behind that cold, distant mask of his.
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