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Yan Daoxin immediately understood, realizing there must be something around worth noting or being cautious about, so he closed his conversation and continued riding forward as if nothing was amiss.
Not far ahead, six or seven riders approached, all dressed in coarse gray or black clothes with narrow sleeves, in a short attire.
Simply judging from their attire, they could be hunters, woodcutters, or farmers, without anything seeming off.
But looking at their burly ...
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