West Market

Zuo Yi kept his promise to Bao'er and soon returned to the martial arts gym.

When he came back, he found the little girl and Shang Yulin eating cream cake in the office again. Even Taike had gotten quite a bit.

Bao'er and Foodie Tai both had plenty of cream smeared around their mouths, looking utterly delighted.

After eating so much cake, would they still be able to eat lunch?

Zuo Yi could not help shaking his head.

"Ah!"

Shang Yulin was like a well-behaved child caught doing something naughty by an adult, and her face immediately turned red.

She hurriedly jumped to her feet, grabbed her bag, and said to Zuo Yi, "You came back at just the right time. I'll head home first."

She secretly winked at Bao'er, then hurried out of the room.

"Daddy..."

Bao'er uneasily placed both hands behind her back, lowered her little head, and glanced at Taike beside her.

A-Tai, A-Tai, what should I do?

The carefree Taike stuck out his tongue to lick the cream from his mouth clean, wagging his tail as he gave her a fawning grin.

Bao'er, Bao'er, woof wants more!

Zuo Yi did not know whether to laugh or cry. He reached out and picked up the little girl, asking, "After eating so much cake, can you still fit in the big lunch?"

As he spoke, Zuo Yi pulled over a napkin and wiped her mouth for her.

Woof woof!

Taike barked excitedly: Yes, woof can!

Zuo Yi gave him a kick. "Get lost!"

Bao'er guiltily fiddled with her little fingers and stammered, "Then, then next time before a meal, I-I won't eat snacks."

But cream cake was really delicious.

"That's more like it."

Zuo Yi lightly tapped her little nose with a finger. "You can eat snacks, and you can eat cream cake too, but you can't treat them as a meal. Otherwise, it'll be bad for your health. Understand?"

Bao'er nodded like a pecking chick. "I understand!"

Zuo Yi chuckled, planted a loud kiss on the little girl's cheek, and said, "Let's go."

He took Bao'er out of the martial arts gym for a grand meal.

As for Little Qiang, who was still sweating away in the sword room, Zuo Yi had long since tossed him to the back of his mind.

In any case, until Sun Qiang proved his diligence over the coming period, Zuo Yi would not give him any more guidance.

The lunch Zuo Yi took Bao'er to eat was a buffet.

It was a luxurious restaurant in a five-star hotel, priced at 588 yuan per person. Calling it a grand meal was no exaggeration.

Although Bao'er had already eaten some cream cake and was not very hungry, she still ate with great enthusiasm, because there was simply too much delicious food here!

Taike, on the other hand, had it rough. He could only lie in the space capsule and drool, unable to eat a thing.

However, Bao'er had not forgotten him. She promised that once they got home, she would have Daddy make him several extra steaks.

That finally soothed Foodie Tai.

After finishing the sumptuous and delicious buffet, another negative entry appeared in Zuo Yi's bank account.

But Zuo Yi did not care, because he planned to visit the West Creek Underground Market that evening. As long as he sold the two Golden Inch Swords, it would cover their living expenses for quite some time.

At Zuo Yi's level, money truly was not a problem. The main thing was that he had to follow the rules, so he naturally had to spend a little more effort and time on it.

That afternoon, Zuo Yi took Bao'er home and had her take a nap.

For children, afternoon naps were a very good habit and helped with physical development. Especially now, with the weather so hot, she needed even more rest to ensure she stayed energetic in the afternoon.

Bao'er had originally been in the habit of taking afternoon naps, but her routine had been rather irregular these past few days while following Zuo Yi around.

Now that their lives had settled down, Zuo Yi naturally wanted her to resume this good habit.

Zuo Yi had truly had no experience in raising children before, but knowledge was easy to obtain in modern society. There was a great deal of relevant information available online.

He had been learning constantly, striving to become a qualified and competent stay-at-home dad.

Even the best dad in the world!

Perhaps because she had tired herself out practicing swordsmanship that morning, and because they had returned late at noon, Bao'er slept until after three in the afternoon.

Zuo Yi simply gave her a bath and changed her into a clean, pretty dress.

By the time he finished, evening was already approaching.

He simply took Bao'er back into the city for dinner, then headed to the West Creek Underground Market.

Following the directions on his phone's navigation app, Zuo Yi rode his Harley to the West Creek Martial Arena.

The West Creek Martial Arena was the largest martial arts competition venue in Jiangnan Province. Built to international A-Rank standards, it covered more than eighteen hectares. Its exterior was imposing, and under the laser nightscape lights, it looked especially modern.

This was Zuo Yi's first time at the West Creek Martial Arena.

When he had traveled to South America three years ago, the West Creek Martial Arena had only recently been completed, and he had never even heard of the underground market. If not for Shang Yulin's recommendation, he truly would not have known Hang City had such a place.

After asking the security guards at the West Creek Martial Arena entrance, Zuo Yi soon entered the arena's underground parking lot.

After finding a spot and parking the motorcycle, he lifted Bao'er down.

At the same time, he took Taike out of the space capsule and had Bao'er lead him, so she would not have to carry him and get tired.

Otherwise, the dog leash and collar worth hundreds of millions would have been made for nothing.

Taike bounced around excitedly. By now, he had more or less gotten used to wearing a collar around his neck.

"Daddy..."

Bao'er tugged on Taike's leash and asked curiously, "Where are we going?"

Zuo Yi smiled. "We're going to set up a street stall."

Set up a street stall?

Bao'er tilted her head. It sounded fun. "Okay!"

There were dedicated signs in the underground parking lot, and following them made it easy to find the elevator hall leading to the underground market.

The elevator hall was enormous and decorated as luxuriously as a five-star hotel. There were no fewer than eight elevators.

Although there were many elevators, there were also quite a few people waiting. Men and women, young and old, all kinds of people. Some carried cases or bags, and their clothing ranged from extravagant to plain, giving off a somewhat discordant feeling.

Still, everyone was fairly quiet. No one shouted or made a racket.

Some people did not want to wait for the elevators and went down the emergency stairwell beside them instead.

Ding~

An elevator door opened, and a large crowd poured out.

After they had all emerged, the people waiting in the elevator hall lined up and entered in an orderly fashion. It quickly filled up, the doors closed, and it descended.

"Is this your first time at West Market?"

At that moment, a middle-aged man standing beside Zuo Yi asked him curiously.

When Zuo Yi had arrived holding Bao'er's hand, the man had glanced at him several times.

Zuo Yi asked doubtfully, "West Market?"

"The West Creek Underground Trading Market..."

The skinny middle-aged man grinned. "Those of us who come here often all call it West Market."

Zuo Yi understood. "I see. Then yes, it's my first time at West Market."

The middle-aged man blinked.

His gaze swept over Bao'er before settling on the wooden box Zuo Yi carried in his left hand. Smiling, he said, "Your daughter is very cute. Are you here to buy something or sell something?"

"Thank you."

Zuo Yi smiled. "I'm here to sell something."

He had made the wooden box himself that afternoon, and it contained two Golden Inch Swords.

Mainly because carrying them this way did not attract attention.

"Selling something?"

The middle-aged man frowned and reminded him, "You need a membership card to set up a stall at West Market. You can't just sell things as you please."

Seeing that Zuo Yi had brought his daughter and that this was his first time here, he assumed Zuo Yi did not understand the underground market's rules.

"If you want to sell something, I can help you..."

He could not finish his sentence, because Zuo Yi had produced the Bronze Card Shang Yulin had given him.

"Thank you, but there's no need."

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed. "So you have a Bronze Card!"

Just then, another elevator arrived and opened. He hurriedly said, "The elevator's here."

After saying that, he rushed into the elevator with the others.

Inside the elevator, when the doors closed and it began descending, the middle-aged man suddenly felt that something was off.

What was wrong with him today?

He had already started a conversation. Clearly, he could have kept talking and continued to sweet-talk him, so why had he fled in a panic like a startled rabbit?

He could not help scratching his head, unable to make sense of it no matter how hard he thought.

Zuo Yi did not follow the middle-aged man. He patiently waited for the next elevator, then led Bao'er inside and smoothly arrived at B3.

The third basement level of the West Creek Martial Arena was also the first level of the West Creek Underground Trading Market.

When the elevator doors opened, a wave of heat and a roar of bustling voices instantly rushed at them!