Stepping out of the antique shop, the glaring sunlight hit Lǐ Nà's face.
She instinctively raised a hand to shield her eyes, and it took a few moments for them to adjust to the intense light and heat.
She looked down at the crudely crafted beaded bracelet on her wrist—something that screamed modern factory production. Lǐ Nà massaged her temples with a wry smile; she finally understood the psychological state of elderly people buying health supplements.
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