167. Secret

"My friend, are you still interested in trading the Face of the Face-Snatcher you possess?"

After completing the transaction, Sulu looked at another mysterious person who possessed materials Face-Snatcher.

One set of materials wasn't enough; he wanted to prepare another one.

"Certainly!"

The man in black robes stood up. "However... I only want the Treasure Map of the Gaosuo."

"Can!"

Sulu nodded, skipping the hassle of negotiating in a secret room, and the two went directly to the Scale of Justice.

Sulu placed the rubbing of the Treasure Map on the table. Of course, it was sealed, and he only received half of it.

Bang!

This time, one end of the scale slammed heavily onto the stone platform.

"What?"

"The Treasure Map of the Gaosuo is actually genuine?"

"The severe tilt of the scales at least indicates that its value is far greater than that of the Face-Snatcher!"

"There's one last possibility: the Face-Snatcher used counterfeit materials!"

Seeing the other party happily put away the Treasure Map, Sulu carefully examined the materials in his hand.

Based on the [Occultist's ] intuition and the comparison given by the cloaked woman earlier, he confirmed that although the 'jelly' in his hand was a bit small, it was genuine. He nodded in satisfaction and sat back down.

Beside him, a guy who had been waiting impatiently rushed onto the stage.

The previous transactions seemed to have completely ignited the enthusiasm of those present, and several more large transactions were subsequently completed.

"Thank you all. Next is the open discussion session."

The masked elder rose last and announced that the salon was moving to the next stage.

Everyone stood up and formed small circles, with several people looking towards Sulu.

"Sorry, I have to go now!"

Sulu stood up, apologized to the cloaked woman beside him, and turned to walk towards the stone gate he had come through.

His exceptional Inspiration had already drawn many glances, causing his heart to sink.

'As expected... second-tier strength, knowledge of numerous fourth-tier professions, plus the Treasure Map of the Gaosuo —it's still a bit too conspicuous...'

With the stone door closed, Sulu's feeling of being spied on immediately lessened considerably.

He walked onto the tent, lingered, and quickly left the Black Market.

Several hours later, the underground salon also came to a complete end.

After seeing off the last guest, the masked old man lay wearily on the sofa, removed his mask to reveal a slightly tired, aged face, and a pair of bright, intelligent eyes.

"Who could have imagined... that the one who controls nearly half of the profits of the underground Black Market is actually Hughes, Bright Archbishop Malone's right-hand man?"

A soft laugh was heard, and a person emerged from the darkness.

He was very tall, dressed in a black, tight-fitting outfit, with short hair that looked like steel spikes, and bulging muscles that exuded explosive power.

"Captain Harisi!"

Hughes bowed slightly in respect. "Those extraordinary individuals outside the law are also lambs of our My Lord; they need the guidance of the light..."

It would be a huge joke to say that the Black Market Federation and the Church were completely unaware of this and powerless to do anything about it.

Of course, Hughes was also aware that those top-tier independent professionals might be unaware of the inside story, but they wisely chose not to speak out.

"The preliminary investigation must be accelerated! Today, even the Treasure Map of the Gaoso Ancestors has appeared!"

Half Treasure Map appeared in Harisi's hand; it was the very same one that Sulu had traded with him before!

"Besides that... several high school students who encountered ghosts in the Silent Forest also claimed to have seen many map symbols in that cursed Ancient Mansion... Damn! The Gaosuo's Treasure Map, what does it have to do with Angus... that family?"

"Harisi complained."

When he got to the last family name, he seemed to remember something, looked at Hughes had suddenly widened his eyes, and immediately stopped talking.

It seems that even the name Anguskin is a curse!

"The map of the Gaoso Ancestors was probably obtained by the Grede Bandit Gang from the Nature Reserve..." Bishop Hughes said calmly, "And they paid a bloody price for it... In the battle of the Desolate Valley, the Robin Hood Zoren's fate is unknown, but Grede survived and is currently recuperating somewhere..."

The Evil Spirit Knight's curse only kills a certain number of people every so often.

It seems that Grede was very lucky, as his curse sequence came after Sulu's three prisoners.

Otherwise, in his severely injured state, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand the Evil Spirit Knight's attack.

"Grede is an A-level wanted criminal with the potential to become a legendary professional. He must be apprehended or killed as soon as possible!"

Hughes gestured. "Besides... he seems to know some of the Gaosuo's secrets."

"Grede wasn't the only one who knew the secrets of the Gaoso Ancestors; that guy today, was he one of Grede's subordinates? Or someone from another faction?"

Harisi said, quite dissatisfied, "We should have taken him down and made him confess everything."

"I've said it before... the unpredictable teleportation within the secret realm is the very foundation of its existence, and it's impossible to reverse... Moreover, once word gets out, the prosperity here will vanish in an instant..."

Hughes said, "That man's value is definitely not comparable to the entire Black Market."

The free market here is not just a gold mine, but also the best platform for the Federation and the Church to control Kangni State's exceptional professionals.

By secretly manipulating resources and issuing missions, one can effectively curb the growth of superhumans or achieve certain goals.

"So... he really did slip away? I must say, what a clever and quick-witted little fellow!"

Harisi scoffed. "What are you planning to do about the Silent Forest?"

"It's not about what we're planning to do, but this intelligence is bound to spread... and when that happens, it will definitely attract a large number of independent professionals."

Hughes said, "But given the terror of the Demon Ancient Mansion, I'm afraid no superhuman could possibly see into its depths."

"Not necessarily... I secretly sent people to observe, and that Ancient Mansion seems to have suffered considerable damage recently..."

"Harisi suddenly said."

"If that's the case... it's our inescapable duty as clergy to expel evil!!"

Hughes said in a firm tone.

Given the chance, he would certainly want to completely destroy the Silent Forest and the Ancient Mansion there.

The existence of any Demon and its followers' structures in the world is a defilement of the faith in the Goddess!

If this task could be accomplished, it would be an unparalleled honor for any clergy member of a righteous god, bringing them immense merit.

"Very good, perhaps we can reach an agreement on this matter."

Harisi smiled, his gaze enigmatic.

Anguskin... a top-tier Demon family, even their family name is cursed, carrying unspeakable terror.

What kind of artifacts would such an extraordinary family leave behind?