Song Yunuan asked, puzzled, "Why though? I've just arrived here, and apart from those few people earlier, I don't know anyone else."
The curly-haired woman rolled her eyes, "How would I know? Maybe you've offended someone?"
Song Yunuan: "Can you tell me what that person looked like?"
The young man immediately said, "I couldn't see the face. He was wearing glasses and a mask, dressed in a blue Sun Yat-sen suit, with rubber shoes on his feet, and he spoke with the local accent. Now that I think about it, he must have done it on purpose, right?"
People in this era aren't used to wearing masks.
Besides, who would wear a mask in the middle of a hot summer, if not to suffer?
In a corner not far from the museum, Old Qi and Old Dou talked openly.
They had already taken off their masks
because wearing one would attract more attention instead.
