"Little Ninth, it's so lively here!" Looking at the crowded street, Mu Qingling, who was very excited about shopping, was shocked. Clearly, she had not expected this.
At this moment, the sun was already setting, and it was no longer as hot. Everyone who had rested at noon had run out. The traffic on the streets was several times higher than when Beiting Huang and the other woman had just entered the city.
Beiting Huang rarely went shopping. Ever since she started refining medicine, the herbs she used had all been prepared by the Night King's Manor. When had she ever needed to go out to buy them personally? But now, there were many people, so it was impossible for her to retreat. If she could find a few good herbs, especially those that could be used at the Alchemy Conference, she would be lucky.
