Luo Qiao glanced at the sun, there was still some time before the noon train, and she thought it was a good opportunity to take another walk around. She checked the clothes she was wearing, and with a thought, entered her space where the clothes she had washed yesterday were already dry.
Finding a hidden spot to enter her space, she changed back into her original clothes and began wandering aimlessly through the streets again. When she walked into a deep, secluded alley, she noticed groups of people acting quite strangely.
Upon closer observation, she realized they were trading; she had inadvertently stumbled into the Black Market. But why had no one stopped her? It was too easy to get in.
Thinking about the Black Market, Luo Qiao suddenly thought of a place to sell her fish. This was indeed a suitable place to offload them. All she needed to do was to find the person in charge of the Black Market and sell them the goods.
