Toward evening, the Laicai Trade Association's caravan finished unloading its goods, and the guards scattered.
After that, unless there was a large amount of cargo to load, the caravan would not require the guards to return.
Qin Yuan left the group at the first opportunity and bought some candy in the city, intending to ask the local children about the Good Fortune Trade Association.
"Little fellow, I have something to ask you." Qin Yuan crouched down and waved the candy he had shaped into a rainbow.
The boy was only about seven and naturally could not resist the temptation, but his wariness made him ask, "Uncle, your candy isn't poisoned, is it?"
"If it gives me a stomachache, I'll have to go to the Good Fortune Trade Association's clinic, and they'll stick a needle in my bottom."
The boy kept panting as he spoke, and his body looked extremely weak.
Qin Yuan keenly sensed that something was amiss.
From the information he already had, he knew that the Good Fortune Trade Association operated a clinic.
Medical treatment on the Douluo Continent did not involve injections or IV drips. If that was the case, why would they use needles? Children's bodies were not fully developed, and some of their acupuncture points differed from those of adults. Surely no one would perform acupuncture on a child?
Qin Yuan realized there was something strange about this clinic, but he clearly would not get to the bottom of it by questioning a child.
Now that he had a target to investigate, he did not withhold the candy and handed it to the boy.
Just then, the child's mother approached. Seeing a stranger giving him candy, she snatched it from his hands and eyed Qin Yuan warily.
"Who are you? Why are you giving my