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The evening breeze was gentle, and the small town at the foot of Jiuling Mountain was crowded and bustling.
This was a town completely driven by the tourism of Jiuling Mountain.
The small town, though not large in size, had shops lined up in close succession, and delicacies from all over could be found here.
Qi Xuelan, whose mood was obviously not great, was taking Li Qing around to stroll and eat, almost constantly eating along the way.
"Qi sister, are you also feeling down because of the fortune-teller's prophecy?" Li Qing found an opportunity to ask.
By the way, he subtly changed how he addressed Qi Xuelan, to shorten the distance between them.
Qi Xuelan's fair face showed a hint of self-mockery. "It's not because of that."
"Although the fortune-teller's words indeed had some impact on me, it's not enough to make me lose my soul."
"Then what is it because of?" Li Qing asked, "You seem to be in a really bad mood."
