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"Li Senior Brother, what's wrong with him?"
"I don't know either, he was fine just now, how did he become like this after looking at a book, like he's bewitched?"
"Bai Junior Sister, why don't you go and have a look? It's not that he's sick again, is it?"
Encouraged by the others, Bai Lingmiao walked over, her voice tinged with unease, as she carefully asked Li Huowang, who was crouched on the ground, "Li Senior Brother, are you... alright?"
She stole a glance at the array of characters in front of Li Huowang, whom he was intently looking at.
Because Bai Lingmiao could not read, she did not know what was written but, by the look of it, those characters must have been important to him.
Seeing that he paid her no attention, Bai Lingmiao thought for a moment, took the whip hanging from her waist that she used to beat the drum, propped it against the book beside Li Huowang, and with a flick of force, sent the book flying far away.
