In the empty room, Lin Qiye's brow furrowed tighter and tighter.
Gods could not enter. But what about No. 03 and No. 04?
If they could not enter either, then...
Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Qiye's mind in an instant. He connected a certain obscure clue, and his heart immediately sank.
"Damn it..." Lin Qiye murmured as he watched No. 22's retreating figure.
He immediately rose from his chair and pushed the door open.
The remaining traders waiting outside were all somewhat puzzled when they saw Lin Qiye suddenly emerge.
"All subsequent trades are canceled," Lin Qiye said in a low voice. "My trading ends here today. If you want to know anything, go trade with the other agents."
The many agents who had waited in line for so long looked rather displeased at his inexplicable cancellation. But this was, after all, a gathering, and Lin Qiye, as the one holding the information, did have the right to refuse a trade. No matter how resentful they felt, they could only disperse and seek out the other agents who had traded with Lin Qiye.
Number 27 silently watched Lin Qiye's departing back, his fists gradually clenching.
Lin Qiye crossed the second-floor corridor, glanced at the room where No. 03 and No. 22 were trading, and quickly headed down the stairs.
"You finished trading so quickly?" He Lin asked in surprise when he saw Lin Qiye come downstairs.
"No, but we're out of time." Lin Qiye looked around, his expression grave. "We'd better leave this place as soon as possible!"
"Leave now? What happened?"
Lin Qiye turned to glance at the second floor and said in a deep voice, "I'm not sure yet, but I have a feeling... No. 03 and No. 04's purpose isn't that simple."
Lin Qiye had no time