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... e in the room and laughed. Without any sense of urgency, she sat beside Yan Ping, chatted leisurely about trivial matters, and laughed at her own jokes even if she had no response or reaction from the three human statues in the room. It did not deter the owner of the Red Pavillion Hotel that her guests were wet blankets. If anything, the social butterfly was such a skilled conversationalist that some people claimed she could make a flower blush its petals off if she wanted to.
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