Chapter 507
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Fengjiu glanced at the two of them and said, "I'm looking for your steward." As he spoke, he handed over a token.
When the guard saw the token, his eyes narrowed. He quickly took it with both hands and said respectfully, "Young Master, please come in. I'll immediately report to the steward."
One of them quickly took the token to report to the steward, while the other brought them in. After handing the token to the person inside, the guard left. The person inside brought them to the main hall of the market and served them tea and pastries.
The steward, who was chatting with two middle-aged men in another room, heard the knock on the door. He couldn't help but scold, "Blind thing! Don't you know I'm receiving an important guest? "
The knocking stopped. The guard hesitated for a moment, but still reported, "Steward, someone came with a black token and wants to see you."
Hearing this, the steward inside was slightly surprised. He looked at the other two people. Seeing them nod, he said, "Come in!"
The guard came in and didn't dare to look around. He only respectfully handed the black token in his hand forward, "Steward, this is the black token of our black market. I didn't dare to be negligent. I've asked someone to bring them to the main hall."
The steward took a look and saw that it was the representative of their black market. He couldn't help but be surprised. He handed the black token to the two people sitting at the side and asked at the same time, "Who is this person who came with the black token?"
"It's a very handsome young master in red. He's about fifteen or sixteen years old. He only has two attendants, one male and one female." The guard reported.
"Mm, you can leave first!" He waved his hand, indicating for him to leave.
"Yes."
The guard left and the door closed. At this time, the three people in the room spoke again.
"This black token is indeed from our black market. Every black token that is given out will be registered and reported. Moreover, it's not easy for ordinary people to get a black token. How could a young man have such a black token?"
"No matter how he got it, since he came with the black token, I have to meet him." As the steward spoke, he was about to retrieve the black medallion when he saw the middle-aged man move his hand away. The steward looked at him in surprise, not understanding what he meant.
"This black token doesn't recognize people." He looked at the steward and suddenly said such a sentence.
The steward and the middle-aged man were startled. After a long while, the steward slightly frowned and said, "I'm afraid this is not good. We all work in the Black Market and should know the rules. Moreover, the young man can get the Black Token, I'm afraid his identity is not simple. If the higher-ups know, the consequences are not something we can bear."
"I'll go with you! I also want to know where this young man came from. You actually have a Black Order? " The middle-aged man stood up, looked at the black token in his hand, and said, "Maybe this black token isn't his."
The man next to him wanted to persuade him, but in the end, he didn't say anything. Instead, he stood up together, meaning that he also wanted to see what kind of person this young man was.
Knowing their thoughts, the steward sighed and said, "But I still have to remind you that if the young man can come with the black token, he is the most distinguished guest of our black market. You can't mess around."
"Mess around? Haha, you think too much. "The middle-aged man smiled and made a gesture to let him go first.
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