"Young master, look, it's that girl."
Xuan Ying, just out of the bun shop, immediately spotted Shen Qinglan with a bamboo basket on her back and a rice bag in her arms.
Duan Yunfei looked over and saw Shen Qinglan stopping at a fruit stall.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he said to Xuan Ming and Xuan Ying, "It's rare for you to come down the mountain, so go browse around first. We can meet up here later."
"Ah? But young master, you..."
Before Xuan Ying could finish his word "want," he was interrupted by Xuan Ming.
"Yes, young master!"
Xuan Ying wanted to say more, but Xuan Ming dragged him away.
Duan Yunfei saw the two had blended into the crowd before he strode over to where Shen Qinglan was standing.
Shen Qinglan bought a few pears, and just after paying and about to leave, she noticed someone standing behind her.
She was taken aback, then couldn't help but frown slightly.
When had this person stood behind her, and why hadn't she sensed it at all?
