After Ji Jing left, a furtive figure approached the bottom of the overpass.
It turned out that the fake Taoist priest returned to his booth again.
It's just that, when he came back this time, he looked around and confirmed that Ji Jing and the others had already left, and then immediately started packing up and leaving with the things from the booth.
"Hey, old Wei, where are you going in such a hurry?" The stall owner next door was very strange. He was far away and didn't hear the conversation at Wei Ming's booth just now. He only saw Wei Ming chatting with three people. Suddenly, he jumped three feet high and ran away, and now he packed up his things and left in a hurry.
"Stop talking! I met someone who is not easy to mess with today, I have to get ready to leave!" Wei Ming's tone was very exasperated.
