Evening.
When Zhao Ya and Shang Luoluo stepped out of the last noble clan, it was already dusk, with the streetlights beginning to glow.
What was once a bustling street had become much quieter.
Many people were frightened by the Exotic Beasts surrounding the city last night, so they avoided going out as much as possible.
Only a few shops on the long street still had their doors open, with the shop signs swaying in the wind, adding a touch of desolation.
"Whew!" Shang Luoluo let out a long breath, just feeling that this day was incredibly tiring.
None of these noble clans were easy to deal with; getting them to part with their money was harder than reaching heaven.
Fortunately.
The results of the day were gratifying.
In the face of the situation, even if these noble clans were unwilling, they had to obediently contribute money and effort.
Thinking of this, Shang Luoluo couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ya standing beside her.
