"Wait!"
Suddenly, a sharp female cry rang out.
A rapid patter of footsteps came from afar. Ye Xiwen turned to look and saw a pretty young woman in her early twenties, dressed in a crimson gown, rushing over like a ball of flame.
The moment the stall owner saw the woman in red, his expression turned ugly, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"Why is it this little ancestress again!"
Though he had said it extremely quietly, it still reached Ye Xiwen's ears, making him chuckle inwardly.
In an instant, the woman in the fiery red gown had arrived before them.
She stood with her hands behind her back, carrying herself with an air of looking down from above.
"Zhu Yan'er, what are you here for this time?" The stall owner looked both helpless and faintly angry.
"Of course I'm here to stop you from swindling people!" the woman in the fiery red gown said as if it were only natural. Then she looked at Ye Xiwen. "If you want to buy his wares, you'd better be careful. This guy has a record. He loves using fake goods to fool newcomers like you!"
"How did you know I just got here?" Ye Xiwen asked curiously.
"Because this guy is already notorious. Of the people who arrived earlier, who doesn't know about him?" Zhu Yan'er's delicate little face carried a trace of pride. "Naturally, this young lady deserves some credit for that. I simply can't stand watching newcomers like you get cheated by him!"
Ye Xiwen had not expected that although Zhu Yan'er acted like a whirlwind, she was actually warm-hearted. Here, everyone could be considered a competitor. It was already good enough if they did not help others trick you; most treated one another with cold indifference, let alone