"So, it's a 'friend' from the Three Demons Square. I suppose you know the rules of this workshop place. Don't make a move, those who do will die!"
The golden-faced giant looked at Zhao Sheng, and his tone suddenly softened.
After speaking, the person turned around and walked back. At that moment, the tense atmosphere of the workshop eased, and everyone returned to their business.
"Brother Bai Mei, I don't come by often, so I must make a big profit this time. So, I won't be accompanying you!" Qi Wu Yan said with an eager look in his eyes, slapping Zhao Sheng's shoulder heartily.
Zhao Sheng smiled slightly: "Brother Qi, you go ahead. I have just seen someone I want to meet."
"Alright, take care, I'm off. Ma San, Old Turtle, come quickly with me."
As soon as Qi Wu Yan finished speaking, he impatiently led Ma San and the others, striding into the market, and soon found an open space to set up a stall to sell treasures.
