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... ere, take this."
Lin Ruize sat next to Mu Fan and stuffed a bamboo flute into his hand.
"What is this?"
Mu Fan looked at the inch-long, lush green bamboo flute in his palm with a puzzled expression.
"Qing Yuan gave the bamboo flute. No matter where you blow it, he can hear."
Lin Ruize kindly reminded, "If you’re worried about him, you can get in touch with him at any time."
"Thank you."
Mu Fan’s eyes flashed with gratitude, and he held the ...
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