A few hours later, Lin Feng, Su Xiuxiu, Ye Ningxue, and a group of people from the Qin family each walked out of the mall with bags.
After Lin Feng placed a pile of clothes in the trunk, he heaved a sigh of relief.
He had never thought that shopping in the mall would be so tiring. This was simply even more tiring than grinding endless dungeons for more than ten hours.
On the other hand, Su Xiuxiu still had an excited expression. Even Ye Ningxue had a happy expression.
This was because Lin Feng had also bought many clothes for Ye Ningxue.
When Su Xiuxiu saw Lin Feng acting like a dead dog, she said disdainfully, "And you call yourself a dark gold level expert?"
Lin Feng could not say anything. He looked at the few people from the Qin family who were helping carry the bags. Their gazes actually revealed some sympathy for each other.