Duan Shouyuan was suddenly reminded of Yun Ran's eyes from before—the eyes that seemed to be smiling, yet lacked any trace of fluctuation at their depths.
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Slightly knitting his brows, the hope on his face turned into unwillingness, resentment, and then dissipated bit by bit.
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The others, seeing Duan Shouyuan's demeanor, knew that he was caught up in something stubborn again and could only swallow the more straightforward words they wanted to say.
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They changed the subject instead: "Minister, our cooperation with the Murong Family is likely to fall through. Should we report to the people in the Capital City in advance?
If we take the initiative, it would be better than getting blamed by the Murong Family later and facing embarrassment..."
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The frustration that had been pent up in Duan Shouyuan's heart seemed to disperse with his unwillingness, and his spirit appeared significantly dampened.
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He waved his hand dismissively: "You all handle it."
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