An Xiaoran bit her cherry lips tightly, her face pale with anguish as she shouted toward the surrounding white mist, "I know it's you. Why are you hiding from me?"
The middle-aged man behind her abruptly changed expression. Sweeping the area with his Divine Sense, he found nothing out of the ordinary, and could not help speaking in a deep voice, "Junior Sister, who are you talking to?"
An Xiaoran ignored the middle-aged man completely. Closing her eyes, she slowly concealed the bitter agony on her face, and though her tone was low, it was filled with unyielding determination.
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