There are stalls selling snacks and seafood such as dried fish near the West Coast Port.
Tang Mo was waiting for a serving of fried crabs when she felt the atmosphere around her suddenly change. The customers all walked away faster and faster. Finally, even the owner of the fried crab stall ran away with a look of horror on his face and even gave up his stall.
She had a bad feeling and turned around to see that it was an acquaintance.
"You really are haunting me." Tang Mo had a headache, feeling sorry for her crabs.
Lan He smiled slightly, "Where are the others?"
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