"Aunt Liu, please accept my condolences."
Liu Yan nodded slightly, indicating that she understood Xiao Ning's good intentions, and responded softly:
"Well, everything is over now, and I have already let go of the past. If you hadn't given me the communication disc, I'm afraid I would still be like a headless fly, not knowing where to go."
Xiao Ning raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlining a faint smile, and said softly: "Well, after all, it was me who accidentally woke Aunt Liu from her deep sleep. It is reasonable for me to settle you down properly."
Liu Yan, who was standing aside, was full of gratitude, staring at the kind-hearted young man in front of her. She thought to herself that if she had not been lucky enough to meet such a kind person, she would have been sold to another place by those hateful tomb robbers, and would have bid farewell to this bright world forever, trapped in that coffin forever without seeing the sun.
At this time, Xiao Ning slowly turned his body and looked around at the crowd. He took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily, as if he wanted to spit out the boredom and fatigue that had been pent up in his heart for a long time. He only heard a low murmur:
"Oh my... I finally got all these difficult things done!"
Time passed by minute by minute, and after a long time, Xiao Ning finally moved his sight again. This time, his eyes fell directly on Yourong Rouxue. He leaned forward and asked in a slightly lowered but still clearly audible voice:
"Sister Rouxue, can't you really let Sister Xuanya out?"
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