Chapter444-Are Your Melons Fresh?

As the man was pushing the cart into the residential area, someone called out to him, halting his steps.

"Wait!"

Hearing this, the man involuntarily paused, feeling a faint, almost imperceptible aura of danger emanating from his surroundings. However, it quickly dissipated.

He turned around and saw that the person who stopped him was an ordinary middle-aged man, judging by his fancy attire, presumably a resident of the area.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" The man gave a simple and friendly smile, perfectly embodying the qualities of a rural farmer.

The middle-aged man scanned the watermelons on the cart and asked inquisitively, "Are you delivering these melons to the supermarket?"

The man nodded eagerly, "Yes, sir. If there's nothing else, I'd better hurry and get to the supermarket. Otherwise, they'll be urging me."

Saying so, the man attempted to continue pushing the cart, but the middle-aged man stopped him once again.

"Wait!"