To Be Precise, This Is A Chicken

When everyone saw the fruit stall, they started commenting, "Tsk! Why would anyone do business in such a deserted place? Are they trying to sell to ghosts? Won't they lose money?"

The location of the fruit stall was really remote and pathetically small. If one didn't pay close attention, they wouldn't even find it on the streets.

"Aiya, how did you find such a place?" Wang Yu was equally as shocked as he sent a message to ask Red Spiderlily.

"None of your business!" Red Spiderlily replied rudely which made Wang Yu extremely confused.

Wang Yu didn't know that some women had special intuition for things such as fruits and snacks. Red Spiderlily was coincidentally a foodie… She was aware of even the most remote snack stall in Twilight City.