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Finally, after passing through several gardens, buildings, and terraces, the servant leading Yan Xiaobao reached the outskirts of the castle, where the vast green fields stretched far and wide. Thousands of humanoid beasts stood in the cold morning air, divided into different groups.
When they stared at the figure leaning against a tree, all their faces were filled with amazement and confusion. The tree acted as a barrier around the practice grounds.
As they approached, Yan Xiaobao immediately recognized the figure—it was Wan Qiao. Somehow, he recalled the slap she had given him the day before when he had thanked her for the green pearl that healed him, causing his spine to shiver. If not for her, he would likely have been seriously injured and bedridden for months.
