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Ming Shan had already left.

Huo Subai sat in the car, his fingers clearly gripping the steering wheel hard. The joints were already turning white because of him using too much force.

Missing for a year?

Huo Subai didn't dare imagine what Slight Chill had experienced in that year. How could a person disappear for no reason?

For an entire year, Xiao Mo did not notice anything