The Black Market was located above the Treasure Pavilion. When Song Jia entered wearing her dark robe and long black veil hat, they thought she was a lone traveler.
"Eyyyy… Who's this lady? You must be beautiful under that veil!" The man stank of wine. His face was beet red and his eyes looked clouded.
"Ha.. I doubt it.. Look at her.. She's wearing a mask.. Careful.. She's probably hiding her ugly face..hahahahaha..That's some special mask you got there.. What kind of flower is that?" The other was not better. Both slurred their speech and swayed slightly.
"Never mind the face.. As long as the body is suitable, I will accept her.."
Some clients of the Treasure Pavilion tried to intercept her as soon as she entered.
"So what do you say, miss? Shall we go to the special place across?"
"Eyy.. me too…hahaha"
"Hmp. Wait until I'm done…"
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