C135 (1/2)
On Linglong Street, a handsome young man in white was leading a weird little loli. The little loli was still holding a handful of candied fruits in her hands.
Bai Xiaochuan looked around and saw hundreds of different shops on the street. Buying and selling magic treasures, forging weapons, refining medicinal pills, buying and selling demon beasts … Everything.
Bai Xiaochuan turned his head to look at Bai Xiaowan, ”Stop for a moment, let's see which shop on this street is the most powerful.”
Bai Xiaowang mumbled as he ate, ”In the middle is a white jade market, the things inside are pretty good. It's the largest on the street. ”
When Bai Xiaochuan heard this, he strode over like a meteor. Arriving at the front of the White Jade Market, he saw many people entering and exiting the building. It seemed that the business here was not bad.
At this moment, a Qi Condensation maid came out to greet him. Senior, what do you need? Our White Jade Workshop has everything. ”
Fighting was forbidden in such a main city, and the Chen family was now backing them. Therefore, there was no need for Bai Xiaochuan to hide and change his appearance.
Bai Xiaochuan surveyed his surroundings as many people began to choose their magic treasures. Basically, most of them were Earth Stage Low Rank. Bai Xiaochuan frowned and said, ”I need high quality Magic Treasures. Other than these, do I still have any more?”
That maid was elated, ”Looks like a big customer has come!”
She quickly said, ”Yes, yes, yes. Senior, please move to the next floor. There are magic treasures there that you are satisfied with.”
Bai Xiaochuan even came up to the staircase, and with a ”gulu gulu” sound, a person actually tumbled down from the stairs! Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a maid!
The maid's hair was in a mess, and there was a five fingered handprint on her face that was red and swollen. Her eyes were filled with tears as she covered her face while crying. The other maids beside her hurriedly helped her up.
A middle-aged man who looked like a manager stood up and asked her what was going on. The woman sobbed, ”There was a guest on the second floor who thought that I came across his elixir when I was serving tea, so he threw me down.”
The middle-aged man's face was as cold as ice: ”Those who hit us in our White Jade Workshop are riding on our heads!”
As he spoke, he led his men upstairs to teach this guest a lesson. Unexpectedly, two people came down from upstairs. The man with cold eyes and thin lips seemed to be inherently mean.