Even though the Girl in the painting wasn't happy about it, in the end, she only bought two sets of the simplest T-shirts, long pants, and women's tank tops, causing the store clerks and customers to cast strange glances at Xu Huo.
"If you want somebody to buy you clothes, you can go with them," Xu Huo said indifferently.
Just a second ago, the Girl in the painting had been pouting and reluctant, but she immediately changed her expression and warmly tried to hold his hand, only to be stopped by a cold glance halfway through. She then quickly switched to grabbing the hem of her clothes, invoking sighs from the onlooking crowd.
Xu Huo was in a good mood. He left the bustling street to walk down an alley, stopped after turning a corner, and suddenly lunged at a shadow approaching from the ground, grabbing the other person's throat and lifting them into the air.
"Why are you following me?"