At last, Xia Chuyi got news of Wang Xiaofang and her eyes lit up. She hastily asked the vendor, "Is that true? Comrade, do you remember which day it was?"
"That, I can't quite recall clearly..." the vendor selling roasted sweet potatoes replied.
"Other than buying sweet potatoes, did anything unusual happen when she came to your stall?" After thinking for a moment, Xia Chuyi asked again.
"Something unusual?" The vendor reminisced for a bit before saying, "Oh, it seems there was something. She seemed to have argued a few words with a companion she was with."
"Companion?" Xia Chuyi's expression was one of shock.
"Yes!" said the vendor. "That person kept saying the comrade buying sweet potatoes was out of her league or something, and mentioned she wasn't a match for someone, anyway, it wasn't my place to keep watching the lady's argument. There also seemed to be a guy there, too, but he was standing far away and I'm not quite certain."
