Lěng Yè's words came as a reassuring balm, finally allowing Mao Xiaohua to relax his tense nerves.
Mao Xiaoli then joined in, her gaze lingering on Lěng Yè as she asked with a trace of confusion, "How on earth did you manage not to trigger the traps set at the entrance?"
She scratched her head, her face a picture of pure bewilderment.
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