Nan Huaijin was too disinterested to engage in conversation with me. He released his tightly held sleeve from my grasp and walked past me.
Nan Huaijin's silhouette swiftly vanished behind a large tree. My hand remained in my pocket, feeling the cold touch of the gun.
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