The owner of the hands was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl. She had a round, oval face with delicate, rosy skin that glowed from within. Under her slender eyebrows were bright eyes that sparkled like stars. Her black pupils were like precious jewels freshly retrieved from ice water, shining brilliantly.,Yue Yun walked leisurely, hearing a familiar voice. She immediately turned her head and saw an old man setting up his stall in front of a shop. She sheepishly stuck out her tongue and hurried over, "Grandpa Li, you're here again today",The two continued to discuss how much silver Lord Li's newly acquired goods were worth, enjoying their conversation immensely. Just then, a cool female voice came from somewhere: "You don't even have one hundred yuan on you, what kind of antiques are you buying It's embarrassing."。