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Provincial Town, Back Street of City God Temple.
It was the weekend, and as one of the busiest commercial pedestrian streets in the town, the Back Street of the City God Temple welcomed its best time for business.
The streets, quaint and tinged with the color of antiquity, were bustling with people weaving through the crowd, many of them tourists.
Wang Chen, carrying a leather briefcase, was mingling in the throng.
An hour earlier, he had spent over ten thousand yuan in Yintai City for a brand-new outfit for himself and a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses, completely transforming his temperament and image.
Halfway through the Back Street of the City God Temple, Wang Chen turned into a side alley.
The alley was short, and beyond it lay another ancient street.
However, there were far fewer tourists and passersby on this street; the shops along it were not selling tourist souvenirs or local specialties, but antiques such as ancient calligraphy, paintings, and porcelain.
