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... out a package from his sleeve, threw it at the children's feet, and then turned and left.
As soon as he left, Xiang Ying opened her sharp phoenix eyes, showing not a trace of sleepiness.
She sat up and watched the direction in which the man had left.
His skill was profound; his movements silent, light as a breeze.
Xiang Ying picked up the item he had left behind, smelling a fragrance even through the oil paper wrapping.
It was a meat-stuffed bun.
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