Chapter 630
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On the other side, Fengjiu found out that Guan Xilin hadn't been to the Black Market yet after asking around, so he left a message informing her of his current residence and the inn he was staying at. He then walked back to the arena and sat down in the first row to continue watching the matches.
After Fengjiu left, an old man stroked his beard and walked out from the shadows. He stared thoughtfully in the direction where Fengjiu had left.
The middle-aged manager glanced at the message Fengjiu left behind and casually put it aside, not taking it to heart. However, when he caught a glimpse of the Elder of the Black Market silently appearing behind him from the corner of his eye, he was so frightened that his expression changed. He hurriedly walked over and bowed respectfully.
"Elder, why are you here? Do you have any orders for me? "
The Elder glanced at the manager and asked, "What did the young man in red say to you?"
Hearing this, the manager hurriedly replied, "The young man came here to inquire about a man named Guan Xilin. He said that he had gone out with our Black Market's mercenary corps to gain experience. He asked if anyone had come here to inquire about him. I didn't hear anything about him, so I told him no. The young man then left an address and said that if Guan Xilin came to ask about him, he was to tell him the inn he was staying at."
As he spoke, he hurriedly handed the address he had casually put aside to the Elder with both hands.
The Elder took it and glanced at it, asking, "Does our Black Market have any mercenary corps out on missions?"
"We don't have any here. It's probably a mercenary corps from another city." As the manager spoke, he saw the Elder's thoughtful expression and asked, "Elder, is there anything wrong with the young man? Do you need me to send someone to keep an eye on him? "
Hearing this, the old man glanced at him and said, "Don't make any arrangements. Pretend that nothing happened. Just do what he asked you to do." The old man handed the address back to the steward and walked to the back with his hands clasped behind his back.
Seeing this, the manager was slightly surprised. The Elder had asked him to do what he asked of the young man. It was obvious that the young man's background was not ordinary. Perhaps, he was a disciple of a big family? However, with the power of the Black Market, they would never show any respect to the disciples of other families. So, who was that young man?
Although he was curious, he knew that since the elder did not say anything, it was not his place to ask. Therefore, he wrote down the address and told his subordinates to pay attention to whether anyone named Guan Xilin would come over in the next two days.
As for the elder, he seemed to be lost in thought along the way. He seemed to have seen that youth somewhere before, but he couldn't remember where.
In the front row of the arena, Xiao Yihan looked at the youth who had been quietly watching the battle on the stage. He smiled and said, "Little Brother, have you never seen such a battle before? In fact, these are all professional fighters. The black market also has a rule that they will not harm their lives. Even if they are injured, the black market will also provide treatment. "
Hearing this, Fengjiu was slightly surprised. When he glanced at him, he knew why he said this. He couldn't help but smile, "Yes, I know. This is the reality of the world. Even if some people don't care, they will still be divided into three, six, and nine classes."
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "That's right. This is the rule of the world. Only strength can speak. The strong survive. The birth of a strong person is not only an individual's glory, but also his family. It will make his family strong and no one will dare to bully him."
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