"Tang Feng, what on earth is going on?"
Xu Xinling was being pulled along by Tang Feng, her mind filled with shock and confusion.
When Tang Feng had called Lu Keke earlier, she had been listening on the side, something about a "female Yaksha," something about a "spy," which sounded quite frightening.
"Shh, don't talk."
Without offering an immediate response, Tang Feng was following that Luo Zhun from a distance, observing his every move.
After observing for a while, he felt even more that the man's movements were suspicious.
He would look around at times, then write and draw in his notebook.
Sometimes, he squatted in front of some stalls, not buying anything but just pretending to look before standing up and walking away.
The more he pretended, the more it proved he had ulterior motives.
Tang Feng tried to maintain a distance that was not too close but also wouldn't result in losing him.
Xu Xinling was puzzled at first, but she gradually started to notice something wrong.
