Eighty-two, set up a stall

Fu Yi looked at Luo Shu, who was smiling at him. "Would you mind telling me what you just bought?" That stall was in a shady area and, because it was quite a distance away, he hadn't seen it very clearly. However, he guessed that it must have been some dangerous item.

"Want to know?" Luo Shu asked with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah!" Fu Yi nodded.

Luo Shu mischievously smiled, "But I don't want to tell you." After saying that, she began walking towards the office.

Although Fu Yi was sent by Old Master Lu to protect her, she still didn't completely trust him. At least she didn't yet know what Old Master Lu thought of her, whether he already considered her as Hanmo's future wife.

Fu Yi frowned and followed her.

The black market's office was located in a secluded house. From the outside, the house appeared very dilapidated, but the interior was quite elegantly decorated.