The market was bustling with people as stall owners took their seats one after another, and treasures were displayed on the counters. By this time, Xin Yun and Yi Luo Xiang had already been seated there for more than half an hour.
Despite the heavy foot traffic, most people didn't even bother to glance at Xin Yun's stall and hurried past. Occasionally someone would take a brief look but quickly turned their heads, showing little interest.
Although Yi Luo Xiang had a lot of confidence in Xin Yun, such a scene made her feel uneasy. Xin Yun had always been creating miracles, but reality and reason prevented her from settling down. To this day, she had not yet been wholly convinced by Xin Yun.
Seeing Yi Luo Xiang's anxious expression, Xin Yun smiled faintly and said, "Yi Luo Xiang, you're a very intelligent girl. Even calling you a genius doesn't quite suffice. Only 'super genius' comes close to describing you."