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Si Shaoheng could not find Si Yibin, but found his coat by the roadside.

Just like that, the small coat was blown to the side of the street, bunching into a ball. If he didn't search carefully, he might not be able to find it.

Si Shaoheng clenched his coat, while his face turned green.

Step by step, he walked in front of Zheng Xuanni, his voice icy cold