That rather strange Mr. Zhao was actually amongst the crowd, standing with his hands behind his back under a store on one side, watching the slowly moving carriages on the street.

Looking at his upright posture, it is hard to believe that he actually also came to see the fun, should be coincidentally encountered, and he has been blocked up like himself.

"Mr. Zhao?" Yu Dong saw her stop moving and her gaze looked over.

Qu Mo Ying nodded and turned to leave after a couple ...