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When Shangchuan Hong rode his horse to Lu Bei Nation's convoy, the sky had already darkened. The afterglow of the setting sun hit Shangchuan Hong on the side of his face, contrasting with his tiredness and indifference.

Hao Lin looked out of the carriage and asked, "Why didn't you come up?"

Shangchuan Hong shook his head slightly and said with a calm smile, "No, it's good to ride like this