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The child knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly towards the man seated at the head, his forehead bleeding bright red as it trickled down his cheeks. He looked utterly miserable.,Chu Yun's face was pale and sickly, he lay slumped on the stool, unable to tell if it was sweat or tears soaking his clothes.,Chu Yu calmed his mind, and a wave of messy memories came crashing in.。