"Senior Sister Nangong, why is there still no movement?"
"Fool. Qin Xueyan already went inside just now."
In a thicket a few dozen yards from Fang Yang's residence, inside an array that masked their presence, Wang Feng lay on the ground, carefully poking his head out to observe. Nangong Yan stood tall, arms crossed over her chest, her face filled with disdain.
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