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... d."


They strolled away from the crowd, eventually reaching the cliff behind the tent district.


Her Excellency Lady Qiaoqiao bounced onto a red rock at the cliff's edge, peering at the vacant rock opposite.


In the low, narrow canyon, a sinuous red water flow meandered along a shallow ditch, gradually extending into the distance.


"Sorry."


"It's none of your business."


"Did you become like this because of him?"

...

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