It might have been because of the face they showed for providing good quality supplies, the Security Team offered a few extra words of advice.
Gu Yanzhi and Song Zhao thanked the Security Team and then headed into the trading market.
The trading market covered a large area, but only a few stalls had people setting up shop at this time. Moreover, they were all concentrated at the entrance of the market.
No wonder Gu Yanzhi and Song Zhao thought this place seemed bustling from afar; it wasn't until they came closer that they realized there was hardly anyone inside.
The two browsed casually at the entrance.
At this time, there really wasn't much of use on the stalls—tattered bags, rusted iron rods, and porcelain pieces broken into several shards. It was hard to tell where these stall owners found such things, making Gu Yanzhi's mouth twitch in disdain.
