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In the quaint and elegant room in Zennor, infused with the scent of sandalwood, a distinguished middle-aged man with a fair complexion and a clean-shaven face sat leisurely on a sofa, savoring his tea. He was clad in a traditional Tang suit, his demeanor serene, his presence unassuming. Yet occasionally, a sharp intensity flickered in his ink-black eyes, enough to unsettle any onlooker