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Wu Qianqian brought Huang Xing to a place that looked like an ox shed, but when they approached closer, they found that it was indeed an ox shed.

Like soldiers waiting to be trained, a dozen oxen lined up in neat rows, tied to pillars made of the same material with a single rope.

Huang Xing asked with a smile: Staring at an ox?

Wu Qianqian smiled mysteriously: There is nothing to see here