"Cabbages! Fresh turnip cabbages just dug out from the ground! 3 pennies a pound! Still got mud on them!"
"Cauliflowers that hail from foreign lands! Fresh cauliflowers! 4 pennies a pound! Free tasting!"
"Live pigs! Live pigs! A big fatty, one entire live pig! Just relieved itself this morning!"
Edward walked amid the bustling market, basking in the warm morning sunlight, breathing in the fresh air, and walking slowly. Whenever he heard the cries of the vendors, he always went over to take a look.
At the moment, he had changed into a clean set of Friar's garb, his long hair tied into a ponytail at the back of his head, his facial bone structure slightly altered. He went from an eerily handsome beauty to a refined and handsome one—with one less hint of coquettish allure and an added touch of gentleness.
Even so, many people still glanced at him, men sighing at his flat chest while the women seemed even more excited.
