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However, just as Zhan Yun was feeling a bit disappointed, the proprietress added, "But if you really want to find a bargain, I can give you a piece of advice."
"What advice?" Zhan Yun asked.
At that moment, the proprietress came to the door, pointing to a small street not far away, "Over there is the ghost market, you can try your luck."
"Ghost market? Why does that name sound so strange?" Zhan Yun muttered to himself in a low voice.
The proprietress laughed and said, "Ghost market is just an informal name we use here. That small street is also a part of the antiques street, allowing all sorts of people to set up stalls. Some without shops, residents from the countryside, even tomb raiders, choose to hawk their wares there."
Zhan Yun's eyes lit up when he heard this, "This place sounds great!"