But at this moment, looking at the extremely serious faces of Ah Jiu and her husband, it seemed that this kind of thing was normal, but he doubted himself. Is it because of regional differences? Could it be that the people in their imperial capital do things like this? In the end, he relented. "I know there's a place to hide, let's go back in the evening." He has a weak way. Then, get ready to go back and see your poor shop...

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