Two days later, at night, Tianyuan bridge night market.
The rental carriage stopped in front of the lofty Memorial Arch outside the Tianyuan bridge night market. The coachman jumped off the carriage swiftly and opened the door for the passenger with a humble and ingratiating smile, " Sir, we've arrived at Xuanji city of Tianyuan bridge night market.
As the door of the rental carriage opened, Xia Pingan, who was dressed in a fitting black robe, a body-fitting silk vest, a snow-white shirt, and a silk top hat, got out of the carriage gracefully. He glanced at the brightly lit Tianyuan bridge night market and smiled. Then, he threw a few silver coins to the coachman and said, " keep the change, Zhenzhen.
