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... > Mu-gyeong mumbled just loud enough for it to be heard, nodding slightly as he hung his coat and jacket on the rack. His movements were unhurried, incredibly neat. Hongju quietly watched as he removed his gloves and tucked them into his pocket, then flicked open the buttons on his shirt.
President Mu-gyeong was completely out of place in this shabby room, yet somehow he didn’t feel entirely out of place either. While Hongju stood blankly, staring at his broad back, Mu-gyeong, who had be ...
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