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Before Nan Si Yue finished speaking, she had already retreated a few steps, using her hands to cover her ears and desperately shook her head as she screamed with all her might: "Don't say anymore, I don't want to know, I don't want to know!"

A flash of pity appeared on Nan Si Yue's face.

In next to no time, it dissipated into the cold of the ancient times, as if it had never appeared.

Her nature was intelligent and was also familiar with the ways of the world, so she naturally understood what was going on. Actually, even if Nan Si Yue did not say anything, Liu Hong Chang and the others would also know.

It was because he knew that he had gone insane that he had resisted returning to reality.

Yet he tore, so coldly and so carelessly, at the wounds that had been carefully hidden for so many years, until they bled.

Liu Hong Chang shouted for a while, then suddenly turned and ran towards the other side of the beach like crazy.

Before running away, she suddenly rushed in front of Nan Si Yue and pushed him away, "Your father is a bastard, and you are also a bastard!"

However, as if she had eyes, she moved her shoulder to the side, barely dodging Yun Fei's pig hand. Then, just as Yun Fei was about to leave, she grabbed her wrist.

Chills that were like ice instantly flowed into her blood vessels from her wrist, causing the blood in her body to become even colder.

How could a person's body temperature be so low?

"He really is a bastard." He didn't expect that the first sentence from Nan Si Yue would be in affirmation towards her.

However, the second sentence made Yun Xu feel guilty, "But since you've said goodbye without saying anything, and you're being ungrateful, shouldn't you also give an explanation?"

Tang San left the Eastern Flower Temple. He thought that Yun Xu might go find Little Tree and the others, so he returned to the market.

The wintertime state of Cantonese was bustling with noise and excitement. It was now noon, and the streets were packed with women and children. The originally crowded streets were crowded with a crowd of temporary vendors selling tropical fruits and new gadgets that Tang San had never seen before.

When he walked past the corner of the street, he suddenly saw a store that sold fireworks and firecrackers. Tang San's mind stirred as he walked in and randomly ordered a bunch of firecrackers. Then, he told the shop assistant to deliver the goods to where they were and to agree on a secret signal to light the fire. Now that he had a large sum of money in his pocket, he naturally didn't hesitate to pay a large sum of silver. The boss of the bamboo shop was beaming with joy and took note of his words as if they were an imperial edict.

After he set it up, he turned his head and saw Little Tree and the others wandering around a place not far away.

Steamed Bun, Radish, and the others were enjoying themselves as they drilled into the crowd. Only the small tree had an indifferent expression as it stood far away from the crowd. He probably watched Steamed Bun take good care of the children, so he also looked at the people around him leisurely.

There was a jewelry store on the left side of the tree. Since it was a roadside stall, the materials were naturally cheap. But folk craftsmen, often meticulous and exquisite, but the style is very unique.

Tang San saw the tree bend down and took out a bracelet with a bell in it from among the numerous hairpin necklaces. Red ropes and bells were not some precious material, they were the most worthless piece of jewelry.

The boss was very attentive. Judging from Tang San's words, he probably wanted to know the price of this bracelet.

The small tree obviously liked it, but after hearing the price, he hesitated for a moment. He took out the money pouch that Tang San threw to him in the morning and held it in his hand.