Manager Huang laughed heartily, full of generosity.
After seeing Fang Yu and his companion off at the entrance of the Silver Bank, he returned to tend to his own business.
"Ding Hui, have you found the place for buying and selling slaves?"
Following behind Ding Hui, Fang Yu asked in a low voice.
"Not quite, but there's a lead."
Ding Hui's casual reply left Fang Yu somewhat puzzled.
Upon looking at the direction Ding Hui was heading in, Fang Yu felt something amiss, wasn't that the direction back to the inn?
"Aren't we going to Fengtian Gate Market?"
Ding Hui stopped and turned to look at him.
"Fengtian Gate Market... alright, since you're here, let's make a trip there."
What does he mean?
Fang Yu felt there was more to Ding Hui's words, but as Ding Hui changed direction and strode forward, Fang Yu naturally hurried to follow.
Meanwhile, after Fang Yu and his companion left, a swordsman arrived at Manager Huang's bank.
The sword was snow white.
