The Black Market was designed like an underground labyrinth.
Beyond the clamorous trading areas were vast living and service sectors.
As they passed through the noisy auction hall, their surroundings gradually grew quieter.
The roadside shops transformed from messy stalls into elegantly decorated storefronts.
Just as the two of them rounded a corner, a familiar figure appeared, pacing in front of a shop called "Lingyun Pavilion."
The person was dressed in a well-tailored, high-level protective suit, holding a gold-embossed card. His face was flushed with excitement, and his grin stretched nearly from ear to ear.
Li Wei.
Han Feng was a little surprised. 'Wasn't this guy at the auction?'
'How did he end up here?'
At that moment, Li Wei seemed to sense something and whipped his head around.
Seeing Han Feng and Gao Fei, Li Wei's eyes lit up. He stuffed the card into his pocket and strode over to them.
"Han Feng! Fatty Gao! What a coincidence!"
