Chapter 200

A whistle echoed through the air. The hum of the filter machine, the splashing of fish vigorously flicking their tails, the shouts of merchants calling out to potential customers—amidst all the noisy chaos, the sound of footsteps blended in naturally.

With each step, dark blue hair swayed. The young man wore a simple white shirt, its sleeves rolled up to his elbows. The shop owners he passed raised their hands to greet him, their faces familiar.

“Hey, where are you off to?”

“A customer’s waiting for me~”

The young man waved back with a smile, moving quickly. Soon, …