A day later.
Yue Yang left by ship again from the East Gate docks, accompanied by Feng Xian Beauty, the Demon King, and Liu Ye.
His departure left Old Iron Anchor, who had been deeply suspicious, thoroughly astonished. He had clearly sensed that something was off—why had they left? Could they really have been merchants here to do business in White River City? But what merchant in the world possessed such formidable strength?
"What business are they in?" Unable to hold back, Old Iron Anchor summoned the clever Floater, who had been tasked with gathering information on Yue Yang, determined to get to the bottom of it.
"Gemstones. They possess countless gems. In White River City, they approached more than a dozen major merchant guilds and sold exquisite gemstones of every color at prices thirty percent higher than elsewhere. Ah, besides peddling the multicolored gemstones native to their homeland, they also purchase ores of various attributes—Lightning Flower Ore, Dripping Flame Ore, and other rare minerals. It was obvious that the pair of sisters were the true masters. That pretty boy in the silver mask was merely a captain of the guard. His strength was not high, but the kid had a sharp eye and knew gemstones and ores well. Several traveling merchants brought out refined gems that were extremely difficult to tell real from fake, yet he exposed them all at a glance." As a guide arranged by several major merchant guilds of White River City, Floater had followed them for only a day, yet had already gathered quite a bit of intelligence.
"Did they say where they were going next?" Old Iron Anchor propped up his stubbled chin, pondered for a while, then asked again.
"This group has almost no fixed destination. The sisters simply go wherever their fancy