"The Ghost Market is opening?" Shen Ye asked, somewhat surprised.
"Number Six, it’s just a Ghost Market selling counterfeit goods. What’s the point of going?" Shen Ye said lazily, reaching out to drape his arm over Bai Ziqi’s shoulder.
"Smack!" Bai Ziqi slapped his wandering hand away, rolled her eyes at him, and retorted coyly:
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