[Jin Ling starts typing "It's your arm, why can't you..." but then he remembers that the bloody guqin string had come out of somewhere. Maybe he doesn't want to know any more.
And if it's related to that time his uncle almost killed him, he isn't going to offer well-wishes.
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[Jin Ling starts typing "It's your arm, why can't you..." but then he remembers that the bloody guqin string had come out of somewhere. Maybe he doesn't want to know any more.
And if it's related to that time his uncle almost killed him, he isn't going to offer well-wishes.
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