Lin Zheyu strolled around and selected a reliable shop. He sold off the jewelry he had as well as some unused hidden weapons and poison powder, fetching a total of one hundred and seventy-eight taels of silver.
"Not bad, over a hundred taels of silver added to the account again."
"Indeed, honestly working can earn some money, but all kinds of crooked ways bring money faster," Lin Zheyu muttered to himself.
The black market was open from dusk till dawn, with a constant stream of people leaving and entering throughout the night.
Lin Zheyu did not stay until morning. After selling off his items, he left.
Although the black market had all sorts of things, it did not have what he needed.
He walked out of the old house.
The moment Lin Zheyu stepped out, he felt dozens of malicious gazes fall upon him.
He scanned the area but saw no one; they were all hidden in the surrounding forest.
In the black market, fighting is prohibited, but outside the black market, no one cares.
