Fang Zhou rubbed his somewhat flabby lower back and sighed inwardly.
Lately, Instructor Su Xinyan had been extremely jealous, paying close attention to his whereabouts. She neither wanted to be seen in public accompanying him on his shopping trips, nor did she like the idea of anyone else going with him.
Considering Instructor Su Xinyan's feelings and wanting to maintain a harmonious relationship between husband and wife—oh, no—between mentor and student, Fang Zhou reluctantly made a sacrifice.
Wobbling through the bustling crowd, Fang Zhou finally arrived at the Black Iron Tier trading area. Here, stalls and tents were densely packed. The crowd ebbed and flowed, with people either hurrying past or stopping for a closer look.
The air was filled with the rising and falling cries of sellers trying to capture the attention of passersby.
