He spoke somewhat cryptically, and it was clear he didn't intend to say anything more.
Just then, the shopkeeper suddenly clicked his tongue and said as if in a dream, "Incredible! Even if it's hard to tell the real from the fake, we've managed to tell the difference."
Ye Mingshi remained silent.
The cat asked curiously, "Is it really that amazing?"
Ye Mingshi nodded.
The cat walked up to the boss and suddenly removed the fan covering his face.
The boss appeared to be in his sixties, with white hair and eyebrows, but he was in good spirits. He was dressed in a simple, unadorned outfit, looking no different from any other middle-aged man.
Seemingly because of the light, the shopkeeper squinted and complained, "They don't buy anything, and they still disturb people's sleep. These young people nowadays... they really have less and less respect for the elderly and children."
Ignoring his rambling, the cat asked, "Old man, can the masks you make change into men, women, young, and old?"
The boss snorted, "Is that even a question? Of course."
Suddenly, the cat grabbed the small tuft of goatee on the boss's chin.
The boss jumped up from his rocking chair. "Hiss... Why did they even resort to violence? These young people nowadays are getting more and more unruly!"
Suddenly, the boss seemed to have fully sobered up as well.
Ye Mingshi stood next to the cat and said, "Boss, my friend is just joking with you."
The shopkeeper picked up his palm-leaf fan again. "Hmph, young master Ye... fine, you're just trying to coax your girlfriend here. You brought her here to see something new, now it's time for you to leave."
Upon hearing this, the cat quickly said, "Old man, don't talk nonsense, I'm not his girlfriend."
Then, she stroked her chin thoughtfully and said, "Old man, is your face real or fake?"
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