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Xiangxiang had a look of realization on his face and quickly let go of his hand, repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it seems I've meddled inappropriately."
Feeling guilty, Xiangxiang turned sideways with Wu You in his arms, giving way to several middle-aged men.
"No offense if unaware, besides, young master, you meant well."
"Big brother, Sener ran away!" Another middle-aged man suddenly exclaimed.
"He got away again!" The few of them gritted their teeth.
"It's all my fault, otherwise I wouldn't have let your young master run away." Xiangxiang blamed himself, looking at Father Liang.
"No worries, the monk can run but he can't run away from the temple!" Father Liang comforted Xiangxiang in return, "It's us who disturbed you, hope you won't mind, young master."
"Not at all, not at all."
"Young master, we'll take our leave first." The Liang Family cupped their hands at Xiangxiang, instructing the house servants behind them to search, leaving briskly.
