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[If only Inigo could hear the noise that Fang Duobing made on the other side of the phone screen.]

Go on, I dare you to say that to him. He'd never stand for being third in anything. He can barely tolerate being second.

No, I'm the one they keep secrets from. Can you believe it? When we first met, I didn't know who either of them were, and they were always running off together for this and that. Aren't they lucky that I'm nice enough to allow it now? They probably need the pretense of having secrets to feel enriched, when one of them has no one to fight and the other has nowhere to run.