In the darkness, Lou Yi focused his attention to the limit, right hand reaching into his chest, ready to draw an axe at any moment.
However, with his far superior vision and hearing, he felt there was no danger in the passageway.
Descending in a spiral all the way down, he reached the true entrance of the Black Market, where four fully armored guards stood like statues at the gate.
The cold, silver iron armor made Lou Yi's heart skip a beat, raising his estimate of the Black Market's standards.
He showed his token and handed over an ounce of silver, only then did the guards let him pass, allowing Lou Yi to see the true appearance of the underground Black Market.
It was not as grand as imagined.
The fringes of the Black Market were lined with stalls, goods displayed on burlap in front of the stall owners, few in variety and easy to see, with only a few people asking for prices nearby.
