Meanwhile, on the other side of Xianghe Street, Lei Junmo and Lei Juncheng were conducting their own search. However, Lei Junmo's attention had gradually shifted away from their mission to the various street vendors they passed. Unable to resist the tempting aroma of street food, he began sampling different snacks—crispy dumplings, skewered meats, and sweet buns—without giving much thought to the fact that he hadn't checked his wallet.
As he casually grabbed more snacks from one of the vendors, he was suddenly confronted by the vendor's outstretched hand. "That'll be 50 yuan," the vendor said, his voice gruff and impatient.
Lei Junmo's smile faltered as he reached for his pocket, only to realize with a sinking feeling that he had left his wallet behind. He quickly searched his other pockets, but to no avail. His face turned pale as he looked up at the vendor, who was now eyeing him with growing irritation.
