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The bamboo leaves on the ground were laid out very thick, and Luo Qingwan squatted down to brush them away with her hands.

Luo Qingwan picked up one of the bamboo leaves. It was already dried up, so it should have been here for quite some time.

There was a dark bloodstain on the bamboo leaf. It seemed that there was a fight here a few days ago. Blood splattered onto the bamboo and the ground