On this day, there was no auction, so the black market was just frequented by ordinary people looking for rare items, and the crowds weren't particularly dense.
However, the two of them didn't enter the black market through the underground passage but went into the Rishengchang Draft Bank that stood above it.
Passing through the bustling clerks, the pair headed straight to the third floor, stopping in front of the room in the middle.
"Master."
"Come in."
An elegant and pleasant voice called out, and after exchanging a glance, the two pushed the door and entered.
Inside was a very spacious room, with a large balcony directly opposite the door.
The rocking chair on the balcony swayed gently, with a person sitting on it.
He was dressed in snow-bright, wide brocade clothing, with hair hanging down to mid-shoulder like clouds, indescribably clear-cut and exquisitely natural.
"Was everything all right last night?"
The man asked, his voice a bit anxious as he spun around.
