'Forget it. After I sell the Spirit Nurturing Beads today, I'll buy replacements right away. Better to be careful at a time like this,' Zhang Deming muttered to himself. 'If there are detailed records of the quantities, it'll be hard for me to explain if I'm found out.'
After all, he still had no idea why Steward Luh had helped him. It was always better to be safe than sorry.
Having made his decision, Zhang Deming finished getting ready and headed straight out.
...
「Little Hui Peak Flea Market.」
Zhang Deming was here again, and nothing had changed.
To sell the Spirit Nurturing Beads discreetly, Zhang Deming wore a black robe that covered his entire body. Even in the chaotic area of makeshift stalls, an outfit like his was particularly conspicuous.
He drew a lot of stares from the moment he entered the market.
"Is this guy for real?"
"He's probably just super ugly!"
"Keep it down. People with quirks like this are usually genius senior disciples."
