Low-Class Stall, An Encounter

However, neither Wu nor Bo seemed to care about that.

They walked deep into the alley.

There, they found a protruding brick. Once they pressed it, an underground passage appeared before them.

They traveled through a long tunnel and finally passed through a large door, entering the dark market.

The moment they entered the dark market, they discovered that the tunnel, as well as the entire market, faintly emitted strange fluctuations of energy.

The fluctuations resembled a concealment ability, capable of hiding such a vast underground world from the people above.

Bo glanced at the surrounding walls. The construction marks were still fresh, so this underground dark market had likely not been built long ago.

The dark market was huge, about as wide as three streets combined.

There were many shops divided by brick walls, as well as stalls set up directly on the ground.

Those shops probably required a certain level of status to acquire.

The stall Wu had applied for was a ground stall near the back of the fourth row, in the most remote location.

The stalls here were numbered out of order. Though Number 17 sounded quite far forward, it was actually not a good stall.

When Bo arrived at the stall and looked around, he grew somewhat angry. That hat-wearing man had actually dared to give Lord Wu such a stall!

The dark market had only been open for a short while.

There were not many people setting up stalls, and even fewer people browsing the market.

Wu and Bo waited there for an hour.

The owners of the other stalls gradually began to arrive.

Bo noticed something: the people with stalls farther back or in more secluded locations arrived earlier.

Moreover, these stall owners all appeared timid and cowardly.

Someone also arrived at the