Treasure Pavilion Transactions, Five Poison God Sect

Azure Dragon Province City, as the largest city in the province, was a flourishing spectacle that left one amazed.

Especially in some of the bustling areas of the Inner City, even deep into the night, the lights still blazed bright and the songs and dances never ceased.

As the foremost pavilion for rare treasures in the provincial city, the Wishful Treasure Pavilion was naturally no exception.

Guests streamed endlessly through its doors, heads packed together in a scene of lively prosperity.

"Esteemed guest, this way, please."

A maidservant at the entrance saw a guest approaching and quickly came forward to greet him.

Once inside the pavilion, the atmosphere was no less bustling than during the day. Clamor filled the air; some spoke in low voices to discuss transactions, some paused to appraise goods, while others paced back and forth with excitement written across their faces.

"Esteemed guest, please have a look. What do you need?" the maid asked with a smile.

After receiving countless guests over the years, she had long cultivated the ability to read people's expressions and intentions. The guest before her wore black robes, possessed a powerful physique, and carried a faint baleful intent in his features. At a glance, he was clearly a ruthless character.

The man swept his gaze around but said nothing. Instead, he went directly up to the second floor.

The maidservant hurried after him.

Each floor of the Treasure Pavilion had its own rules. Her duty at the entrance was mainly to handle business for the first floor. If a guest wished to go to the second floor, she only needed to escort them upstairs; what came afterward was no longer her concern. Still, she had to fulfill her guiding duties properly.

Just as I guessed, the maidservant thought, her expression remaining