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"Chen Yao, what are you playing at? Run away?"

Before anyone could make a sound, Chen Yao followed his father's gaze and saw a fifteen to sixteen year old girl walking over with a smile.

The little girl wore a string of pearls the size of a thumb on her bun. Her black hair fluttered in the wind, and her manner was lively and lively.

Mu Hanning looked towards the source of the sound