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"Excuse me, I'm Lu Yang." Lu Yang carefully got into the carriage, afraid that the rainwater and mud on his body would stain it.,The woman resembled a lotus flower, beautiful but not gaudy. Dressed in white, she stood tall and graceful, with bright eyes and pearly teeth, giving one the feeling of being worlds away.,To choose to ignore it would mean watching five people be run over with your own eyes. Logically, it might make sense, but it would weigh heavily on my conscience.。