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... Zhen stared at Mrs. Fu, astonished by the response, yet it matched her vague suspicions.
"The two people who died are the old friends your grandfather told us would visit," Mrs. Fu said, her hands on the soup bowl, her voice low. "I had reserved guest rooms for them, but they never got to stay. When they were murdered, I, who was eagerly waiting to entertain them, was watching from an upstairs window.
"Zhen Er, do you believe in retribution in this world?"
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