"Sir, this is the Black Market of North Peak Island."
Yang Zhen bowed and said, "Don't underestimate this island just because it isn't very large. Its trade actually surpasses that of most large islands. That over there is the Black Market Auction House, and that is..."
Yang Zhen quickly told him everything he knew about the small island.
Qin Shaofeng's eyes spun as he pondered for quite a while.
Only then did he point to one of the tall buildings and say, "Let's first go ask about prices at that Divine Weapon Pavilion. Since the Assassin's Guild stands behind them, they can obviously purchase goods in large quantities as well."
One had to compare goods from three different shops. Qin Shaofeng would not go directly to the Auction House.
The first floor of the Divine Weapon Pavilion was filled with all kinds of weapons.
Yet their grades simply could not catch Qin Shaofeng's eye.
Yang Zhen was clearly a regular here.
When the old shopkeeper seated behind the counter noticed Qin Shaofeng's group of four arriving, he immediately looked up.
Especially when he discovered that Yang Zhen was leading the way.
Sharp glints suddenly flashed in the old shopkeeper's eyes.
"So it is Brother Yang himself. I wonder, Brother Yang, have you brought me some business?" As the old shopkeeper spoke, he cast Qin Shaofeng a sidelong glance.
He was clearly asking Yang Zhen.
"This business is not something you can decide on. Prepare a quiet room for us, then call your manager over," Yang Zhen casually instructed.
"Oh?"
The old shopkeeper's eyes abruptly widened.
He immediately understood and shouted, "Xiao San, quickly take these distinguished guests to the VIP room on the seventh floor. I'll go call the manager at once."
After giving the order, he hurried toward the