Qixia Town's mining grounds.
The place buzzed with voices.
Every day, large numbers of people came to buy ores.
Some were warriors, buying ore for their own use.
Others were servants, stocking up on rare ores for their masters.
Such scenes were exceedingly common in the Divine Weapon Civilization, and everyone was long accustomed to them.
But today, someone arrived at the mining grounds whom no one had expected.
Guan Nan of the Guan Family.
He led Han Wu into the mining grounds. Though Guan Nan warmly greeted every acquaintance he met along the way, anyone who saw him underwent a drastic change in expression and turned away, refusing to look at him.
Guan Nan understood this perfectly well.
They must have believed that the Guan Family had been wiped out by the Xuanming Cult, which was why they had offered no help last night.
Now that the Guan Family still stood today, they naturally felt too awkward to face Guan Nan.
They were probably still cursing the Xuanming Cult in their hearts for not keeping its word and failing to exterminate the Guan Family last night.
Guan Nan understood, but he revealed nothing on his face.
The incident with the Xuanming Cult had already left the Guan Family walking on thin ice in Qixia Town. There was no need to add further burdens to the Lineage.
After walking for a while, Guan Nan brought Han Wu to a spacious open-air plaza.
More than two hundred wooden display stands had been set up across the plaza.
A different kind of ore rested on each stand.
Customers could pick up and inspect these ores. If they wanted one, they could pay for it and carry it away directly. Guest rooms specially provided for cultivation stood nearby.
Han Wu spotted several decent