Inside the teahouse, the atmosphere was like solidified amber, heavy and depressing.The antique decoration looks particularly calm under the dim light, and the faint fragrance of tea and the faint smell of sandalwood are intertwined, creating a unique sense of tranquility.At a mahogany table near the window, Fang Xin, Jiang Dong, Huang Ling and others sat around the table.Their faces no longer had the usual relaxation and casualness, but were replaced by seriousness and solemnity.Everyone's eyes were like searchlights, tightly focused on Xia Ye, who was sitting in the main seat.Xia Ye sat at the head of the table, his eyes were deep and firm, as if there were endless stars twinkling in them.The temperament he exudes is both calm and calm, as well as majestic and inviolable."Brother Ye, I think this Zhang Jinya will never give up." Fang Xin spoke first, breaking the silence.Xia Ye shook his head gently, with a trace of he
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