The sun was setting behind the western hills, and the evening breeze sent waves rolling through the rice paddies.
Bai Yu clutched Wu Ming’s arm, her almond-shaped eyes sparkling like stars. "Zhou Qishan said he came to the village for a banquet. There must have been many people attending."
"The village lanes are narrow and lack parking. Some people would have chosen to leave their cars in that open lot," Wu Ming replied.
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