C175 Invitation letter

The Ghost Market s of the Baotan Mountain were not rare.

Twenty to thirty times a year.

However, there seemed to be a lot more people this year.

Zheng Yali's appearance under the dusk was very attractive, but she frowned.

Behind her was a row of security personnel. There were men in uniform, men in plainclothes, and seven or eight women.

These few days