Secret Buyer-Chapter 298 - 230: The Plague Ghost Appears, Slaying Qingyi Amid Unravelable Cause and Effect

Chapter 298: Chapter 230: The Plague Ghost Appears, Slaying Qingyi Amid Unravelable Cause and Effect

Underground black market.

"So expensive!"

Inside the tent, Li Yiyi’s eyes widened:

"Twelve thousand souls, per day??"

The steward smiled and nodded:

"Given the current special situation in Chongyang, hiring a Grandmaster for protection usually costs this much."

Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng looked at each other in disbelief.

This price was beyond their expectations,

In normal cities, hiring a Grandmaster for protection might only cost three thousand Pseudo Souls for a week in cheaper places.

Luo Cheng couldn’t help but ask:

"Did something happen in Chongyang?"

Strange glances fell upon the two, making them feel uneasy all over,

It seemed... they had asked a very naive question?

So what exactly happened in Chongyang??

The silence continued.

The steward’s smile remained as he calmly asked:

"So, do you two still want to place a bounty?"

"Twelve thousand souls..." Li Yiyi looked conflicted, but recalling that ominous hexagram, she took a deep breath:

"Twelve thousand it is, I want..."

"I only need five thousand souls."

A hearty voice came, and Li Yiyi turned to see,

It was a man full of tattoos, with a bushy beard, his smile seemed genuine.

Behind his head floated two lamps of flesh and blood, like furnace flames.

"Really?"

Li Yiyi’s eyes lit up, five thousand was still overpriced, but it was more than half cheaper!

"Ten days!"

She readily agreed:

"Five thousand Pseudo Souls?"

"Deal."

The man nodded straightforwardly:

"Both of you can wait outside, I’ll sign the agreement here."

Li Yiyi nodded,

The surrounding gazes were too strange, making them feel uneasy, so they dashed out immediately.

After they left,

The steward’s smile never changed:

"Going to fleece another sheep?"

The man glanced sideways:

"I didn’t go through the official bounty, so it’s not against the rules... damn it, I’m really short on money lately."

He frustratedly scratched his head:

"All my money was with Old Third, and now? Old Third got killed in the Severe Punishment Area of the Public Security Headquarters!"

"Damn that Zhang bastard!"

The man cursed angrily, then suddenly shivered, looking around suspiciously.

He found nothing, but felt a sense of unease all over.

Shaking his head, he swore and mumbled:

"No more talking, I’ll take these two fat sheep to feast on, and give you guys a red envelope later!"

After slaughtering the sheep, everyone gets a share, so no one would interfere when you have business.

The man greeted a few more times around, until that prickling feeling subsided significantly,

Then he stepped out of the tent.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

The man smiled warmly, the tattoos on his body slightly twisting:

"Now, I will be with you both all the way."

The furnace flames burned high, like a warning to those with ill intentions — and more so a declaration.

Declaring that these two fat sheep were his prey.

The grin on the man’s face widened, professionally standing beside the two, hands folded in front, abruptly showing no expression.

Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng exchanged glances, silently praising — professional!

"Brother Zhang is over there."

The three quickly walked forward, Li Yiyi curiously glanced at a little girl setting up a stall, clicking in amazement, she’s only seven or eight years old at most?

So young, setting up a stall in the underground black market?

As she marveled, she noticed the little girl looking at her party curiously, and asked:

"Little junior brother, who are these?"

Huh?

Little junior brother?

Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng looked at each other, hearing Brother Zhang laugh:

"Friends I met by chance, quite a fateful encounter... did you two hire a bodyguard?"

Zhang Fusheng casually glanced at the tattooed and robust man,

After achieving Minor Achievement in the Taiyi Chapter, while not having foreknowledge of every mention, he could still sense such close-proximity slander towards himself.

He wasn’t petty, but this man, clearly associated with the Pantheon, seemed quite unclean...

The man introduced nonchalantly:

"Zhou Tian’Er."

Lin Dongxi furrowed his brows, having navigated the black market for a while, he knew what kind of person this was, just as he was about to offer a warning,

But saw Zhou Tian’Er coldly staring at him.

Lin Dongxi chuckled.

Forget it, if someone seeks death, why stop them.

She thought clearly, if she reminded them now, she wouldn’t be saving this couple...

"If it weren’t for Brother Zhang, we would have spent so much effort just to find the black market."

Li Yiyi sincerely expressed her gratitude, and Zhang Fusheng merely waved, smiling:

"It’s not worth mentioning, I notice both of you are new to Chongyang, what brings you here? Chongyang isn’t peaceful these days."

Li Yiyi was momentarily stunned, curiously asking:

"Did something happen?"

"Yes, the storm is looming, the undercurrents are raging, the city is now filled with cultists." Zhang Fusheng spoke gently:

"A chance meeting is a kind of fate, if you two encounter any troubles or have any needs, feel free to call me."

He exchanged phone numbers with Li Yiyi and Luo Cheng, engaging in cheerful conversation, while Zhou Tian’Er waited impatiently — it wasn’t easy to act on the sheep inside the black market.

They must head outside.

"What’s happening there?" Luo Cheng suddenly pointed at a crowd not far away, curiously asking.

Lin Dongxi glanced over and said:

"It’s a mysterious old man, gambling on games of chess, claiming that anyone who could beat him in chess would receive great benefits— indeed, someone won a while ago and received a Marvelous Medicine, so there are always lots of people there."

Pausing briefly, Lin Dongxi added:

"Mainly, the cost to gamble with that old man isn’t high, just a few hundred souls."

"Gambling on chess?"

Luo Cheng showed some interest, wanting to see, and the group chatted and laughed as they walked toward the chess stall,

Lin Dongxi also packed up his stall and walked along.

With a Grandmaster bodyguard present, the crowd naturally parted, avoiding congestion, and in a few steps, they squeezed to the front.