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Time was of the essence. Ye Hiran suddenly sat up, her blood-stained hands fiercely striking the burly man's neck.,Every time Ye Hissai turned her head to look back, the clovers would immediately hide, not revealing a single trace of themselves.,Yè Hísǎn found nothing, her brows furrowed as she murmured softly, "Strange, I always feel like someone is following me"。

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