Chapter 169: The Ghostface Grass of Mount Ye in Fengzhou
“There aren’t many people right now, so you can find a place to wait or take a stroll. It’s only about three or four li down from here,” Heroine Wu said to him. “While it’s still quiet, I’ll set up my stall to sell these items. I’m worried I might run into someone who recognizes me when it gets busier. Once I sell everything, I’ll split the earnings with you.”
“Then I’ll go for a walk.”
“Alright!”
Heroine Wu casually found an empty spot, took out the swords and knives she had picked up yesterday and set them out on the ground.
Beside her stood a tall, thin man who covered his face, and he made a chilling remark, “This isn’t usually your spot, is it, miss…”
“It’s none of your business!” Heroine Wu replied sharply, her cold gaze silencing him.
The Daoist chuckled at this; she was demonstrating the local rules to him.
He exchanged a glance with the girl beside him before stepping forward, while behind him, Heroine Wu's voice rang out, “Rare swords and blades… A top-quality Taoquan Blade… Tanxi Sword…”
Nearby, a man reeking of sweat suddenly struck a match. As the sparks ignited a small flame, he lit an oil lamp. Holding the lamp, he exchanged glances with the Daoist as he passed by. Once the Daoist was out of sight, he settled down, placing the lamp on his own stall.