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After walking for a distance with Ling'er, Yang Ming's mood gradually lightened as well.

"Big brother Yang, let's get on the carriage. The two disciples must be laughing at me!" Ling'er's voice was filled with joy.

Yang Ming nodded his head and pulled Ling'er's hand. The two of them jogged along the road, Ling'er's hair dancing in the wind, with happiness written all over her face