Black Market Level (3 in 1)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
No matter how prosperous the inner city might be, the air in the outer city made Tang Ling feel better because it held the scent of freedom.
Men, who sat in crude-looking bars with a cup in their hands while arguing with each other, would call out loudly whenever he passed by, "Hey, it's that wonder kid!"
The passionate girls on the streets would look at him with a burning gaze and were unusually straightforward. "Hey, wonder kid, did anyone ever tell you that you look dashing in your uniform?"
The lady who ran a grill stall along the street would also call out to him, "Hey, wonder kid, come to my shop and have some vetiver roast meat. My cooking is incredible, and so is my daughter! Do you want to marry her and eat the beast roast meat for the rest of your life?"