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Qiao Yanran and Meng Meng walked as they spoke.

As the two passed by a crossroad, Qiao Yanran could faintly hear the faint sound of voices coming from not too far away.

She raised her eyebrows as a trace of curiosity appeared in her heart.

As Qiao Yanran thought of this, she walked in the direction of the crossroads.

Even though the other areas were covered in weeds and full of potholes