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... ere are no records of the Golden Silk Yak in this area, right?”
“Golden Silk Yak?”
Uncle Tashi, who had been helping to move things, wiped his hands and took the binoculars from Chen Ying. After looking through them, he appeared even more stunned than Chen Ying.
A brown-yellow yak shimmered with a touch of gold in the sunlight, leisurely grazing on the grass by the lake.
But what was strange was that there was no Wild Yak Herd nearby, meaning this Golden Wild Yak ...
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