The night breeze moved the broken hair on his forehead.
Cedric stood by the window, and his deep pupils reflected the lights of Wanjia in the distance.
His eyebrows were slightly closed, his complexion was cold, his slender fingers tapped on the window edge, as if he was thinking about a problem.
After a long time, he suddenly moved.
He took out his cell phone, found the number and dialed it.
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