Long Yue glanced at the incense, but gently shook her head.
This incense did not suit her taste. Buying it would be a waste; it would be better to give it to someone in need. She planned to get some dried plum petals, grind them into powder, and use it as incense later.
Yang Zhuoya and Qiao'er both bought some and also picked out various flower powders, such as rose powder, jasmine powder, and mugwort powder...
"Great!"
From afar, cheers sounded again from the monkey juggling spot, but shortly after, a scream erupted.
"Get out of the way, move quickly!"
"Watch out!"
"Mom, waaah—"
"Damn it, get back here!"
The noises were chaotic and scattered, even filled with fear. Long Yue frowned slightly and turned around to see where the crowd watching the juggling had parted, and a monkey suddenly darted out from within.
A circus performer was chasing after it aggressively.
"Eeeck eeck!"
The little monkey squealed and dashed towards Long Yue's direction without a second thought.
