Moyuan looked around, finding nothing unusual. He turned to Duan Siyou and said gently, "Senior Sister, it's getting late. Let's find a place to rest first."
Duan Siyou followed Moyuan's gaze toward the horizon. The setting sun was sinking, most of its body already swallowed by the mountain ranges, leaving only a brilliant expanse of afterglow across the sky.
She nodded slightly and replied softly, "Alright."
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