In the private room next door, Liang Yuening was at the black market for the first time, unfamiliar with the ins and outs of this place, but Hong Xiangjun was a regular here. Her insight into people was very precise, and whenever she was short of money, she would come to the black market to earn some silver. The notorious name of Hei San was well known to her.
There were many legends about Hei San in the marketplace. This old lady was getting on in years, and her body wasn't as strong as those in their prime, but her skills were still quite formidable.
Liang Haoming rushed to the window, his lips tightened, and his previously serene eyes suddenly turned sharp.
