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Yueye's tall body stood in front of the tent, and the tent with the butterfly embroidered on it swayed gently in the breeze. The person inside the tent was faintly visible. He did not disturb her. Instead, he stood in front of the tent like Xiang Er just now and listened to her words. Xue Fu, who was in the tent, did not know about his arrival and still said in a low voice