Phosphor Fire Trading Market.
Xia Ling slowly approached the medium transport truck, her golden eyes sizing up Lin Qi, whom she had not seen for several days. A flicker of surprise rose in her eyes.
She had not expected that, after only a few days apart, Lin Qi's vitality and blood had clearly grown much stronger.
Though she could not tell exactly how much stronger he had become, she could tell from his vitality and blood that he had definitely reached the Apprentice-level. Among the wilderness gangs, he would count as an expert.
Yet in Xia Ling's memory, Lin Qi had definitely not reached the Apprentice-level the last time he came. Even the steward had said he was still years away.
"Miss Xia, I've come to trade again. I hope I'm not disturbing you?" Lin Qi said with a smile as he stepped forward to greet Xia Ling.
Xia Ling held no low status in the Phosphor Fire Trading Market, and trading through her involved far fewer risks.
He had truly feared that Xia Ling had figured out his background after their last transaction and learned that he had picked up the Crocodile Fang Rhinoceros meat, leaving her too uninterested to bother with him afterward. Fortunately, Xia Ling had still come out.
"Mr. Lin, you jest. The Phosphor Fire Trading Market opens its doors for business. How could we turn a guest away at the door?" Xia Ling said with a smile, no longer examining Lin Qi's vitality and blood. "What would Mr. Lin like to trade this time?"
The Phosphor Fire Trading Market had never cared about Apprentices or Quasi-Martial Artists. Any one of its guards could suppress a Quasi-Martial Artist, while Apprentices were nothing more than ants.
"Miss Xia will know after taking a look in the cargo