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"Liu Tianxin?"

He repeated the name, his voice laced with mixed emotions.

"Yeah."

The young girl blinked her eyes and did not think too much about it.

Just as he was about to pull the little girl away, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by Yan Jue.

Compared to that playful and disrespectful rascal from before, at this moment, Yan Jue's face had an extra sense of coldness on his face