“Go, I’ll go change right away.”
Even though she didn’t know where she was going, he felt a bit more at ease being with her.
Shí Tángníng went back to her room to change into a simple white shirt and high-waisted trousers. The lines were crisp and clean, her posture upright.
Her bangs made her small face appear even more delicate, her skin fair and luminous, her almond eyes clear, her lashes slightly lowered, casting faint shadows beneath them.
Her nose was delicate, her lips a natural pink, radiant and moving even without makeup.
Lù Zǐ'áng wore loose casual clothes and a baseball cap, covering his striking red hair, leaving only the sharp lines of his jaw and his slightly pursed thin lips exposed.
The entire person was like a blade sheathed, seemingly casual, yet unable to hide the sharpness from his bones.
Shí Tángníng pushed two suitcases towards him, then pushed two more out herself.
“Going to a pawn shop again?”
She was already out of money so quickly, and she had the nerve to say she was going to earn money to support him.
Shí Tángníng smiled enigmatically, keeping him in suspense.
Only after boarding his flying vehicle did she say they were going to the Black Market.
Jewelry sold at the Black Market could fetch a high price; with her four large suitcases, she certainly wouldn’t return empty-handed.
Lù Zǐ'áng blinked. Carrying four large suitcases to find buyers in the Black Market, he’d probably get robbed.
And if he did get robbed, he couldn’t even call the police.
No wonder they said Shí Tángníng was so bold.
The Black Market was established on the outskirts of the city, under no jurisdiction, with all sorts of people and all sorts of transactions.
It had its own system.
Not everyone could enter the Black Market. Shí Tángníng bought two passes for two million, successfully entering the Black Market.
The Black Market stretched for a long distance, with street vendors and small stalls. Further inside, there were underground casinos and underground fighting rings, as well as the buying and selling of slaves.
This vast grey industry chain had her Beast Husband as its owner.
If the system hadn’t given her Mù Lí’s information, she truly wouldn’t have been able to tell.
Shí Tángníng walked ahead, brushing past all sorts of people.
Some wore hats and black masks, some simply wore black cloaks, and some wore clown makeup.
No one was willing to let others recognize their true faces.
Inside a towering building, Maiming brought up surveillance footage and gestured for Mù Lí to look.
“This person is your Wife Lord, right? And the one following her is her other Beast Husband.”
Mù Lí raised his eyes, his gaze falling on Shí Tángníng’s figure in the video.
She was carrying a suitcase, looking around, not even wearing makeup. The surveillance captured it very clearly.
For a moment, Shí Tángníng looked towards the camera, and Mù Lí, through her gaze, thought she knew he was behind the surveillance.
Maiming rubbed his chin. “Why is she here?”
This was no place for a delicate little thing like her.
Mù Lí shook his head, not wanting to interfere.
“This is good too.” Maiming stood up, took a small bottle from a display shelf, and took a syringe from a drawer with his other hand. “It’ll be convenient for me to act.”
It was already him being lenient that she had lived this long.
Mù Lí watched him draw the liquid from the bottle into the syringe and said faintly, “Don’t cause trouble in the Black Market.”
If you’re going to act, do it outside.
“Tsk.” Maiming glanced at him helplessly. “I say, Mù Lí, if you really don’t want her to die, just say so. No need to beat around the bush.”
“I don’t not want her to die.” Mù Lí thought of his shared sensation with her. Injecting this poison into her would cause him great pain as well.
“The wind is tight lately, I don’t want the Black Market to be purged.”
“If you want to act, do it six days from now.”
She said she would have shared sensation with him for this week.
“Oh, six days? What’s special about six days from now?” He had even picked Shí Tángníng’s death anniversary.
They clearly had an unusual relationship, yet he was still playing hard to get.
“Friday.” Mù Lí tapped on the keyboard, and the surveillance video switched to the next one, following Shí Tángníng’s movements.
Maiming put down the syringe. “Alright, I’ll give you face.”
Since he had decided to spare Shí Tángníng’s life until next Friday, Maiming had no intention of acting now.
But testing the waters first should be fine.
Shí Tángníng sold the four suitcases of jewelry, and her account received 800 million. She immediately became arrogant, and Lù Zǐ'áng watched, dumbfounded.
She bought parts to assemble a computer, then ordered 2 million worth of Crystal Cores, all delivered to her door.
Crystal Cores are dug out of zombies’ brains and can enhance Supernatural Abilities.
Shí Tángníng felt her current abilities were insufficient and needed to increase further.
Lù Zǐ'áng followed behind her like a dedicated bodyguard, until he saw someone selling a Porsche 911 CARRERAS for five million.
He immediately couldn't move.
People in this world hadn't driven cars for hundreds of years; they all traveled by flying vehicle. Cars had long been discontinued, and he had longed for this model for a very long time.
Modern cars are collectibles, selling for much more than their original price. Five million was a bargain.
He liked it, he wanted it.
Shí Tángníng realized Lù Zǐ'áng, who had been following her, was gone.
She turned around and saw him staring intently at the fiery red Porsche, his eyes filled with a desire that had almost become tangible.
“What, you want to buy it?”
Lù Zǐ'áng didn’t even turn his head, nodding repeatedly. “I like it.”
“If you like it, buy it.” He wasn’t short of money.
“It’s a bit expensive.”
Shí Tángníng: “….”
Stingy fellow.
He wasn’t short of money, but he was just stingy.
“Then wait for it to go on sale.” She shrugged and continued forward, intending to check out the underground casino.
“Hey, hey, hey, don’t.” Lù Zǐ'áng quickly grabbed her wrist, his voice squeaking, “Tángníng…”
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Shí Tángníng’s eyes twitched, and she looked at him with disgust. “Speak to me after you clear that motorcycle revving in your throat.”
Lù Zǐ'áng immediately cleared his throat. “My precious, I want this. Buy it for me.”
“Get lost.”
Shí Tángníng felt embarrassed to have such a Beast Husband.
Could she still pretend not to know him now?
He refused to give up, tightening his grip on her wrist, his eyes looking pitiful.
“Didn’t I return your money a couple of days ago? You have money.”
He did, enough to buy this car, but he was reluctant, he felt it was too much.
Lù Zǐ'áng leaned closer to Shí Tángníng. “Tángníng, we’re husband and wife. You said you were going to earn money to support me.”
“How about this, let’s split it equally. You pay 250,000, I pay 250,000, how about that?”
“Let’s get it today.”
He pointed at the car aggressively, his eyes full of determination.
Shí Tángníng threw his hand off. “You’re the one who’s 250,000.”
She could tell at a glance he wasn't good with words.
Shí Tángníng ignored him and quickened her pace. Lù Zǐ'áng bit his lip, hesitating.
Three seconds later, he decisively tapped his communicator. “Transfer the money to this address.”
“You got it.”
As soon as he finished paying and confirmed the address with the seller, he excitedly went to chase after Shí Tángníng.
She was looking at a helmet made of Zombie bones at a small stall, very focused, very serious, and very curious.
“Catch him.”
“Don’t let him get away.”