The woman was about five foot three, petite, yet draped in a loose black robe.
Her small figure was completely shrouded within, making it impossible to discern her body shape.
She also wore a mask on her face, covering her features completely, leaving only a pair of sparkling almond-shaped eyes visible.
Quite a mysterious act indeed!
Yang Cheng secretly remarked to himself, but he understood. In a place as mixed as the underground black market, anyone could show up; such precaution is also a form of self-protection.
"Is that you??"
Before Yang Cheng could speak, the woman noticed Xu Yuexuan standing behind him and said faintly, "Why are you here?"
"Hmph, of course, I came here to buy something, what else would I be doing?"
Xu Yuexuan retorted coldly to the woman, still nursing a grievance from last time.
The Linglong Grass, worth millions, had been bought by the other party for only ten thousand; the thought alone infuriated her.
