"Miss Zhuo, long time no see."

At the stall in the Nanxi market, Chen Mobai saw a woman in a yellow shirt sitting on a small stool, selling some mid-to-low-level talismans at her old spot. He walked over and greeted her.

"Is that you? I didn't expect to see you again."

Upon hearing the voice, Zhuo Ming looked up and saw Chen Mobai. She was slightly taken aback, then nodded and responded.