As soon as these words were said, Little Fan's steps came to an immediate halt.
The surrounding crowd also stirred in commotion.
In the crowd, the Taoist's lips slightly curled upwards, and he continued to observe the occurrence in the circle with the two women.
"Senior, you, you, you..."
The first to react was not Little Fan, but Fan Changnian, who had been in a dazed state.
He broke free from his son's arm, turned around, and approached the pink-robed Confucian Practitioner, his eyes filled with hope.
Little Fan also followed suit, his expression better composed than his father's, though visibly excited.
Meanwhile, Manager Wang, who had retrieved his Golden Needle.
He looked at the Fan family duo and then at the Confucian-clad Cultivator and his colleagues, and silently withdrew into the crowd outside the circle.
Based on his masterful ability to observe and discern, the matters regarding the Hidden Moth were no longer something a shopkeeper could meddle in.
