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With such a big commotion around, Lin Heng naturally knew why. He tapped the back of his folded hand with his forefinger, then withdrew it, picked up his sword, walked away to another nearby tree, and casually stabbed the sword into the ground, leaning against the trunk with his arms crossed.
Lin Heng, with his long legs and strong waist, was naturally eye-catching, his temperament firmly in check.
He could be domineering yet gentle to individuals.
But as others noticed him, his gaze lightly swept across the space and landed on Fang Yourong and the others walking toward Qin Yu.
Xiao Tingyun's group didn't move, as their acquaintance with Qin Yu had grown over a long timeline, connecting Earth, not bothered by one moment or another.
But Wuque's people were different. They didn't care who Qin Yu was in the past or who she would become in the future. In any case, she was their Qingqiu from Wuque.
