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But just as the dog was about to pounce on its owner, a slender black shadow brushed past Lane's leg.,Lan En's face, as pale as ice, showed no sign of change. He spurred his horse forward, "We shouldn't draw attention to ourselves any longer, Bolten. You know what the situation is.",You didn't see anyone just now, your dog ran into the woods by itself, and you dare not go in.。