Dog market.
A group of adorable cats were puffing their chests and waving their tails to greet customers, trying to sell themselves for a good price.
The turtles poked their heads out and mildly observed their surroundings, before stacking upon each other to bask in the sun.
Fluffy and cute rabbits, large and small, white and gray, they all seemed arrogantly poised, carrying their chins high like little lords, occasionally scratching their cages with their paws.
Mu Zhiyang led the way, a swing stick tucked in his waist, not carrying many extra items.
Jiang Yuan and Liu Jinghui followed some distance behind, talking as they walked, much like any men might while shopping.
Their trip at most could be considered investigative visits, and if there were any mandatory requirements, it was merely to cover all the shops that sold knives.