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It was evening at the small town located at the foot of Lion Peak.
A young outsider dressed in azure, carrying a bamboo bookcase, and holding a hiking pole walked into a fabric shop with decent business.
A woman currently greeting customers in the shop turned around and glanced at the newest customer, saying with a smile, "Oh my, it's a handsome little brother. Are you here to choose some satin for your wife's garment?"
Chen Ping'an used the small town's dialect to reply, "Hi Aunt Liu, my name is Chen Ping'an, and I'm from Clay Vase Alley."
The woman faltered for a moment before asking, "The Chen Ping'an whom my Little Huai always talks about?"
Chen Ping'an nodded in response. There were various large bags and small bags of presents in his hands, the contents of which were purchased from shops in the small town.
Aunt Liu hurriedly put down the matters at hand, telling the several well-off women from the town to browse and pick the right fabric themselves. She carried a bench over for Chen Ping'an, gesturing for him to sit down as she said, "Here, have a seat. Li Huai's father has entered the mountain, so it's hard to say when he'll return. However, he'll definitely return before dark at the latest as long as there aren't any seductive fox spirits in the mountain. In any case, if you ask me, those fox spirits won't take a fancy to a blockhead like him, right?...
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