The driver let out an awkward, forced laugh, then continued driving, not daring to speak again.Tang Xiaoyi, on the other hand, was staring out the car window, searching everywhere for his master, but there was no sign of him."Maybe the person you're looking for suddenly learned to use a GPS? He might have already left," the driver suggested after circling around several times."No, he wouldn't," Tang Xiaoyi replied. "My master is not the kind of person who would use a GPS. He's also socially anxious; even if he can't find his way, he wouldn't ask for directions. He'd pretend he knows where he's going."Tang Xiaoyi spoke with a tone of certainty and understanding."Is he really your master?" the driver asked, puzzled."Yes, he is my master," Tang Xiaoyi said. "He has a fragile heart. I upset him earlier, and if I don't find him, he might end up sleeping on the street tonight, which would be pretty sad.""How old is your master?" the driver asked, incredulous.Can't he take car
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