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While speaking just now, Chen Yu had already scanned all the information in the old man's mind.
The woman on the other side was clad in red, her figure exceptionally graceful and enticing, a unique charm that rendered anyone unable to look away.
Although she was full of allure, she was the real boss here, and everyone called her Zhang Hu.
The old man's breathing suddenly became rapid, for although he managed all the antique stalls here, he also had to abide by the rules of this place.
Zhang Hu's identity was a taboo that no one could touch.
No matter how Chen Yu had learned of Zhang Hu's identity, walking out of his stall and speaking directly to Zhang Hu would confirm his guilt.
Chen Yu could naturally detect the old man's psychological activities and he stood up, ready to find Zhang Hu.
"Young brother!" The old man panicked, "I'll pay you the original price for your items, how about that?"
