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Looking at the coachman, Chu Moxi consoled, "Why don't we find an inn nearby and have a rest?"

Looking at Lian's tired expression, it was time to stop.

Just as he got off the car, he saw a familiar face, long and narrow eyes, and a face full of charm. Wasn't this Quan Yu?

What was he doing here? Was he hurrying as well?

With a face full of doubt