The three entered the unremarkable wooden building. The scene inside stood in stark contrast to the shabby gray dust outside.
The first thing that caught their eyes was a dazzling galaxy formed of crystal-clear chandeliers. They hung from the black dome like the brightest stars in the night sky, giving off a soft, mysterious glow.
There were quite a few people inside, gathered in small groups of three or five, chatting and laughing. Gentle music drifted through the space, instantly giving the three the feeling of having entered a quiet bar.
If not for the groups of expressionless people bearing all kinds of slave markings kneeling behind them, they might have even thought they had come to the wrong place.
Luo Feng had only taken a few steps with Xue Xi and Ai Chen when a man of the same race as the bearded man from before approached them and greeted him warmly. "Oh my, Young Master Luo, you've finally come! It's been so long since I last saw you that my little shop has felt much quieter!"
Luo Feng tossed the card from his arms onto the bar. "Quit dawdling. I can't wait to see the goods! I've got plenty of money today, so bring out more high-quality merchandise. I want to take my time picking."
Rather than getting annoyed, the man looked delighted. "You got it. That's all I needed to hear. Finley, bring out the goods for Young Master Luo!"
Not far away, a burly man with his hands clasped behind his back nodded and turned into the space shrouded by a black curtain at the rear. The sounds of metal clanging against metal immediately rang out, clearly indicating that he was selecting slaves from the cages.
Taking advantage of the pause, Luo Feng ordered a drink