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"Master." Xuan Yue called out softly. Ye Zichen poked Ye Mingche on the back. Ye Mingche turned around and looked at her in confusion. Yue Er, what's wrong? " Ye Mingche sent a voice transmission over.

Xuan Yue pointed in a direction. It was an old man who was setting up a stall and calculating his fortune. He didn't look anything special, just like an ordinary person