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"Which tailor shop are you from?" The man seemed to want to show off in front of his female companion and asked condescendingly.
Mu Fan ignored him, but the man, feeling slighted, raised his voice, "I'm talking to you!"
Really not in the mood to deal with this kind of person, Mu Fan lifted his eyelids slightly and said, "Clothes Sand!" Sure enough, the clothes were indeed from their shop.
"Clothes Sand?" The pair seemed a little confused, but a tailor shop that could attend a Fowen Consortium banquet must be a big name. Could there be a new upscale shop in town we don't know about?
The man was somewhat embarrassed, coughed, and pretended to be thoughtful, "Oh, Clothes Sand, go on in then."
He didn't notice that in the gentle light and shadows, his female companion's expression was also slightly embarrassed but seemed to suddenly understand.