The morning sunlight streamed down from the canopy of Heaven, illuminating the city below.
Anke yawned, started the vehicle, and drove the off-road car into the market.
When they arrived yesterday, the market was not yet open, so Anke slept outside all night.
"How are you planning to handle these weapons?" He Ao asked in his ear, with keen interest.
"It's not a big deal." Anke chuckled, stopping the vehicle directly in front of a shop that had just rolled up its shutter, nearly blocking the entire entrance.
"Hey, sir," a skinny little old man wearing glasses walked out of the shop, glanced at Anke sitting in the off-road car, and paused slightly, "This is the front of my shop, not a parking spot. You might want to park elsewhere."
But Anke seemed not to hear him, kicked open the door, jumped out, and looked at the Boss, "Are you buying stuff?"
