Qin Shou nodded, now understanding why that store had some white cloth—it was because they were too poor to afford anything else. As for the fragrant scent he'd smelled earlier, it seemed that an elderly person had passed away, and the girl was guarding the wake behind the shop.
But another problem arose. Qin Shou said, "Wait a minute... That girl can read minds! Are you sure she doesn't know?"
