Since they often ate together, Moye, Ophelia, and the others had grown much more comfortable around one another.
"Ophelia, which trading market did you use to exchange for rice?"
Ophelia swallowed the spicy and sour cabbage in her mouth. "Just the one near the Golden Dragon Clan. Why do you ask?"
After spending so much time together recently, she couldn't shake the feeling that Moye and Zerev were investigating something. Judging by his question, did it have to do with the trading markets?
Moye hesitated, glancing at his young master from the corner of his eye.
Zerev elegantly picked up some spicy and sour cabbage with his white jade chopsticks. He merely raised an eyebrow, his expression as calm as ever.
"Ah, it's the young master. He's taken an interest in the trading markets lately. He's dragged me around quite a few of them over the past couple of days, hoping to find some novelties.
