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Han Luo stepped forward and said, "He was right here. Look, the soil is wet." She pointed right beside where she was standing.
Mo Yuan crouched down and touched the ground. It was indeed wet.
"But, where is he?" Han Luo carefully observed the surrounding area.
"I don't see any signs of someone being dragged away. He could have left on his own," Mo Yuan answered her question. "Since he doesn't want your help no need to force him. Maybe, he had his own reasons."
"But, he was injured. How far could he go anyway? Yet we can't see him." Han Luo looked confused.
"Maybe you saved a ghost," Mo Yuan joked. He tried to distract her. "It might come to visit you at night when you fall asleep."
"Ahh! Big brother Yuan, don't say that!" Han Luo looked around and checked her surroundings once again with fearful eyes.
