Chapter 1318

Soon enough, Sean and Amelia disappeared from sight. Naomi chuckled and said, "Let's call them later." Charles understood her intention and responded softly, "Alright." As they continued walking at a steady pace, a little girl, around eight or nine years old, holding a basket in one hand and a fairy mask in the other, grabbed onto Naomi's pants. "Hello, would you like to buy a fairy mask?" Naomi stopped in her tracks. She looked at the mask, which, although labeled as a fairy mask, was rather plain and mass-produced. It was one of those cheap masks. However, it was certainly more attractive than the ones resembling monsters or ghosts. Observing the little girl, who stood about waist-high to her, Naomi noticed the basket full of various masks. She glanced around and did not see any adults nearby. "Are you selling these by yourself?" she asked. "Yeah, I'm selling here, and my mom is selling over there," the girl replied, pointing across the river where a middle-aged woman stood b