Jiang Han swore.
Even when she had been learning the lady's gait from Qin Shunying, she had never been this "ladylike."
She softened her footsteps and walked slowly, head held high and chest out, doing her utmost to keep her posture unchanged. Don't put any extra burden on the server. You had to know, the server's actual body was a potato; the fact that it could even run was already a miracle. Forget about any damn performance—it was good enough that it worked!
She examined the stalls bit by bit.
It had to be said that the witches who came to this damned place really did sell quite a few good things... This black market allowed images and data to be uploaded, making it essentially an online shopping platform. The only difference was that after buyers and sellers had negotiated, they had to conduct the actual transaction privately offline. This was also a way of circumventing the Eastern Isles Witch Association's regulations. After all, private transactions between two witches did not count as breaking the law.
At the same time, since the trade was confirmed in consciousness space, it could not be deemed illegal either.
After all, a witch's consciousness space could be explained away by saying everyone had simply watched a video together or something. There were no physical goods involved in the trade, making it an exceptionally clever loophole.
Jiang Han had to admit that these witches really knew how to play.
What these witches were dealing in were things that were not convenient to trade openly.
For example, soul blocks.
For example, all kinds of torture instruments and props.
Jiang Han even spotted Hamster Ball trades, as well as trades in [Pseudo-God: XX Domain]. She could have gone straight to look at the immortal art modules, but