"Hey."
He let out a sigh.
Wei Zhe was filled with longing in his heart. He returned home and immediately fell asleep.
Early the next morning, after breakfast, he took a carriage to the guild again.
His eyes seemed still not awake, floating uncertainly on the street of Xufu Town. As his eyes accidentally passed by a shop, he murmured to himself.
"Xiangxiang is still beautiful."
"She's greeting guests so early in the morning, I really need to work harder."
The carriage clattered along the street, and other carriages filled with various clothes could be seen heading towards the direction of Twelve Linked Huts. The warehouse at Twelve Linked Huts was already piled high, and the entire dock was busy beyond words.
Then...
Wei Zhe: "..."
The carriage suddenly stopped, the wheels locked with a screech of wood, Wei Zhe was shocked as he rushed out of the carriage.
