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"…write…before…"

"…prepared…morning…already…"

"…so, you're really planning…"

"…if not now, then when?"

"But, if he ever finds out…"

"That's why it has to be now!"

"Still, don't you think it's a bit much? Shouldn't we talk to him first?"

"Oh come on. Don't you think it's all too suspicious? Fanteng, help me out!"

"Well, I…"

Yu Qingyu let out a groan, his face contorting in pain, as his consciousness slowly started returning. His lashes fluttered, and his eyes slowly opened.

For a moment, he was confused. Where was he? What was going on?