The flea market nestled between the Golden Bird District and East York District, acclaimed as the crevice between heaven and hell, was Claystone's largest flea market.
Here, one could see the poverty-stricken lower class, Golden Fingers, and songbirds... as well as wealthy merchants, lawyers, doctors... from the upper echelons of society, and even noble girls seeking thrills.
Bordering the Wojin River, the market boasted convenient transportation and a complex topography, making it a haven for criminals.
Yet, surprisingly, the security wasn't too bad—or, at least, it was better than in the East York District.
A carriage stopped outside the flea market, and after giving instructions for the coachman to wait, Zhong Shenxiu stepped into the market alongside Kerry.
What caught the eye most were not the various stalls and shops, but the unusually high number of security officers present that day.
