When Li Xiqing started to walk away, Shao Yan quickly walk to the opposite side of the road. Earlier, she had seen a small road stall that was opened by a local temple.
Shao Yan remembered that when Li Xiqing gifted her the cherub necklace a few months ago, she had not gotten the chance to give anything back to him. So when they just entered the night market earlier, Shao Yan saw the drawn map that the drink stalls were located at the very end of the market.
So she would have enough time to get something for him.
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It was a very modest stall compared to the other stalls next to it.
Other stalls were decorated with colorful banners or multiple lanterns were hung around it. But this stall was only a simple wooden structure with black ink calligraphy written on the wooden arch. One solemn monk was standing behind the table, and ignored all the people around him.
He was focusing on reading a book on his hands.