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"Sorry, I really don't know the way."

Zuo Xi Yan said helplessly. This time, he had really lost face in front of him.

Before the Flying Fox had a chance to speak, Zuo Xi Yan noticed a man carrying firewood in front of him, walking towards them step by step.

"Hello, big brother. May I ask if there are any residents in this forest?"

Zuo Xi Yan stopped the man and asked politely