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... ning hall was a cacophony of voices.
Over a hundred wooden tables were packed to the brim.
The aroma of coarse rice mixed with the salty tang of pickled vegetables, wafting through the steam-filled air.
The clatter of bowls and chopsticks intertwined with the sounds of laughter, making the dining hall as boisterous as a boiling pot of water.
Yet, amidst the clamor, a strange vacuum existed in the southeast corner.
A square table sat there.
A saucer ...
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