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It was Xing Ang, who had come through the night.

Xing Ang stood against the wind on the tree trunk. From Mu Bingyue's angle, all she could see was a reflection.

The moment she saw Xing Ang, she didn't know if she should be happy or sad.

With Xing Ang here, she might have hope.

However, looking at the Dwarf's arrangement and seeing the Dwarf's arrangement