Before their car even reached Golden Power Market, the broad sixteen-lane main road within Xuanyuan Hill had begun to clog up, and the vehicles on the road slowed to a crawl.
Zhang Tie saw that many people in the cars ahead had already lost patience and gotten out to continue on foot. After asking the driver, he learned that Qian Gate of Golden Power Market was only a little over two thousand meters away, and that this was the most congested stretch outside the market. He opened the door and got out with Bai Suxian, telling the driver to take the car back to the manor. He and Bai Suxian could simply walk the rest of the way.
"We should have entered Golden Power Market through one of the other gates. The other gates definitely aren't this congested. I bet more than half the people want to enter through Qian Gate to seek a bit of good fortune, which is why it's so jammed here!" Bai Suxian complained.
"Hehe, it's only a couple thousand meters. We've got legs—it'll just take a few steps!" Zhang Tie said unconcernedly.
"Whatever you say!" Bai Suxian smiled at Zhang Tie and immediately hooked her arm through his. Her bearing and beauty made the other pedestrians unable to resist looking her way. Having dressed herself up carefully to bring Zhang Tie to see the Ten Thousand Treasures Convention, Bai Suxian's temperament stood out even more.
Golden Power Market had eight gates, corresponding to the Hua Clan's Eight Trigrams. Qian Gate represented the Gate of Heaven. There was a superstitious saying that entering the market through Qian Gate would bring better luck and let one sweep the board clean, which was why it was especially crowded outside it.
Today was the third day of the Ten