Without waiting for Lu Jingchen's response, Ning Meng's eyes, which always held a hint of slyness, quickly locked onto a spot on the outer edge of the market as if equipped with radar.
It was an outdoor stall surrounded by layers of colorful clothes in various styles.
The stall was hung so full of garments that it formed an airtight cloth wall; anyone who squeezed inside would be completely hidden from the outside.
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