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"Meng Jingzhou." The carriage owner, like his voice, was a carefree young man, cheerful and amiable, as if he could strike up a conversation with anyone.,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.,These cultivators remained silent, inexplicably putting psychological pressure on people.。