Offering Up His Entire Fortune

Bang!

The elite-looking man woke from the illusion with a twisted expression.

Damn it, that guy actually dared to double-cross him?

How did that person dare?

Then his face filled with relief. In the prophecy, the transaction would take place after this trip to the dark market, when he accepted a job as a guide for that nouveau riche—because the man also wanted to buy something in the dark market.

And only people with connections knew where to buy that item.

There were so many shops in the dark market, and some things were never displayed openly for sale. The items put on display were relatively common—valuable, but far from truly rare or precious.

The genuinely good stuff was kept hidden, available only to those with a certain background and network of connections.

For an information broker like him to build up his business, connections and intelligence were naturally indispensable. That was why he also took on purchasing jobs for others, though the price was naturally much higher.

After all, favors were hard to repay.

The elite-looking man had never expected to misjudge someone so badly this time, suffer such a huge loss, and even lose his life in the process.

He hurriedly wiped away the cold sweat that fright had brought out on his face. Thank goodness, thank goodness. At a time like this, he had encountered a diviner who could foresee the future.

So what if it cost five million per reading?

What use was money if he was dead?

Guan Jingshan watched his expression cycle through distortion, excitement, resentment, and relief, his face full of question marks.

What was wrong with him?

Could touching a crystal ball somehow give him a problem?

Was the thing electrified?

It took the elite-looking man quite a while to calm his