The dim yellow light outside the alley gave off a warm and fuzzy vibe.
Zhu Bishi gave Lu Xiaoyu a confused look. All he could think of in his brain were the numbers 12.44...
He was suddenly suspicious. Normally, it wouldn't be impossible for someone to ask the time. But for two people to come over and ask related stuff, it indeed raised suspicion within Zhu Bishi.
But Lu Xiaoyu was too young to be considered as a threat. Only upon reaching 16 would a person's body be suitable for training. This was already an open secret within the realm of training, and Lu Xiaoyu's age did nothing to raise his suspicion.
After all, this wasn't Africa or Southeast Asia where child soldiers were common.
Zhu Bishi controlled his thoughts and emotions before continuing joyfully, "Thank you, young lady. Go home quickly now."
"Ok," Lu Xiaoyu nodded her head vigorously and left without turning back.
Zhu Bishi looked at the back view of Lu Xiaoyu calmly to see if she revealed any signs of suspicion.
But in the end, there was nothing suspicious at all…
"From Zhu Bishi's distress, +399!"
Only after Lu Xiaoyu walked forward for a few hundred meters did she see an opportunity to jump onto the rooftop once more. She went back to Lu Shu's side, "So? Is he really from the heavenly network?"
"I'm afraid so," Lu Shu nodded his head. In his knowledge, only the heavenly network would practice such restraint. Lu Shu remembered everything clearly back when he encountered Liang Che. Sometimes when humans held great power, it was tough to strike a balance between logic and emotions.
But looking at the heavenly network's attitude, choosing to look over it instead of being in the heart of the action, it seemed to imply that it was fine as long as the black market didn't go out of control.
Lu Shu didn't know if there were people from the heavenly network inside. He then pondered and said, "The two of you are probably better off not following me in, just wait here for me. If there's anything wrong, try your best to protect yourself by any means. Or jump right down to look for me."
Two siblings with Little Fury, the features of this group can't be more obvious. Under such circumstances, it'll be easy to tell it's them even if they go in with masks.
Lu Xiaoyu was not pleased with Lu Shu's decision, but she could only abide by it as she often gone with Lu Shu's decisions when it came to this sort of important matters.
Lu Shu retrieved a jacket from the pink luggage, but where could he find a mouth mask at this place...
He could only make do with one of Lu Xiaoyu's small t-shirts to cover his face and it coincidentally revealed an illustration of a robot cat… He had no time to care about it either and walked to the edge of the rooftop with his cap on. He jumped across the alley over the rooftop and then jumped tens of meters down.
The end of the alley revealed a cluster of houses, and the entrance to a small pathway in the middle was covered by a plastic sheet. Its height was about 3-4 meters, just like in wet markets.
Only when he went into this area did Lu Shu realize there was a whole new world inside.
The shops by the street were all living quarters. Balconies were redecorated and all the houses seemed like mini shops.
Signboards such as "Little Lin's Antiques" seemed like they've been used and withered. It seemed as if they had been through a long time, and this place actually looked like it used to sell scholarly items such as calligraphy equipment and ink.
Lu Shu was confused. So this place used to sell stationery and miscellaneous items, but it's selling magical items now?
Then could this place still have anything legitimate?
In his past, he never had the chance to go to such scholarly markets. The stuff sold at this sort of place was viewed as scams and a facade by him.
Of course, Lu Shu felt that he might have been influenced by events in television shows. After all, he had to experience it to understand what such a place really was.
Speaking of which, it was late at night but there was actually quite a number of people here. Most people were low key and wore caps or similar stuff, but no one had the intention to mask their faces or identities.
Lu Shu was, once again, confused. Was everyone so blatant?
The houses weren't the only places doing business. Aside from the shophouses, there were numerous small stalls set up along the street. Just one plastic table with some items on it could pass off as a stall.
Lu Shu squatted down at the entrance to look at the items around him. The boss was an unsophisticated middle-aged man who was clad in an extremely unfitting suit. Within the suit was a pale blue t-shirt which was fading into white...
As the boss looked at Lu Shu squat down to admire his stuff, he engaged Lu Shu excitedly, "Young man, your dressing… is really unique."
Lu Shu looked through the t-shirt on his face and asked without emotion, "Do you have any good stuff?"
"My stall might be small, and I don't have magical equipment. But what I do have are some special instruments. I wonder if you'll even be able to recognize the good stuff!" The boss pointed at a small wooden seal on a table excitedly, "Look, this seal is an antique kept by me. Since the increase in the magical energy, it suddenly started to emit a yellow light one night. It's really mysterious!"
Lu Shu was dumbfounded. Just this?
The boss continued pointing to a bronze sculpture, "Also on one of the nights since the dawn of the magical era, it suddenly emitted green light in my house! I think it also moved a little! And this…"
Lu Shu asked in annoyance, "You have so many glowing items in your house you really shouldn't be selling magical items. Isn't it better to open a disco…"
The boss was stunned when he heard Lu Shu's words, "How could you say that, do you not believe me?!"
"From Su Cong's distress, +199!"
It wasn't that Lu Shu didn't believe him, but the way he explained his stuff made it sound like a disco. All that was lacking were the music and beats...
Lu Shu then realized why all these people were so blatantly shopping within the black market, not even bothering to hide their identities. Everyone was here to buy knock-off and fake goods… Fake goods obviously didn't warrant a need to conceal identities...
In this case, Lu Shu also understood why the guy from the heavenly network stayed outside… He didn't see the need to!
Lu Shu responded softly, "I believe you, of course, I do. But your stuff sounds so divine I don't think I can afford it… Can I ask if it's fine for anyone to set up a stall along this street?"
The boss started to ignore Lu Shu. Why waste my effort on you if you're not going to give me any business?
Lu Shu retrieved a hundred dollars and put it in front of the boss. He immediately started smiling again, "Choose your own spot. As long as it's empty, anyone could set up a stall. No one manages this place."