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"Nothing, I’m listening..."
Yila said this, looking at the flourishing forest in front of him, rubbing his eyes, "These White Ball Fruit Trees were transplanted, right? They seem to have taken root quite well?"
The two little fairies, worried about Yila’s condition, glanced at each other but decided to say nothing. They responded to each other:
"Some died"
"But Lady Vera"
"Produced some"
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