"Hey, you! Why did you run away?! You have to give us a proper explanation!" A middle-aged woman yelled.
Song Jia and Sun Xun heard this but didn't pay attention.
They just kept walking as they talked.
Suddenly, a group of angry faces appeared in front of them on each side.
"You!" Song Jia gasped when she recognized the middle-aged woman in front.
The middle-aged woman flinched but otherwise straightened her back, looking defiant.
Sun Xun heard Song Jia.
He turned to her, tugging her hand. "You know her?"
"She brought me to a store, saying you'll be there." She muttered.
Sun Xun understood the current situation.
These people have decided to invite trouble to themselves.
"What do you want?" Sun Xun spoke.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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