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"Creak ~"

Following the sound of an inn's door opening, Ling Yan returned.

"He's coming." Ouyang Yaojuan's cold voice floated over. She was still sitting on the prayer mat with her eyes closed in meditation.

"It's here, it's here."

Ling Yan was overwhelmed by the fact that Ouyang Yaojuan would actually take the initiative to greet him. This was the rhythm of the sun rising from the west