The moment he stepped inside, he noticed two burly, dark-skinned men standing on either side of the entrance, their upper bodies bare.
They held guns, with belts of specially made ammunition wrapped around their waists.
This model had been developed by the Twin Star Corporation and possessed tremendous destructive power. Sky City had banned it years ago, yet here it was, out in the open.
Xu Ye looked away from the men and turned his gaze ahead.
The underground Black Market was dimly lit, but thronged with people and covered an enormous area. Stalls, little shops, fighting rings, pawnshops, brothels... it had everything.
The stench of sweat, feet, rot, and armpits mingled with all manner of rank odors and faint traces of feces and urine, making Xu Ye frown.
Apparently, it had been converted from an abandoned sewer system. Nobles held shares in it, so the authorities usually turned a blind eye as long as nothing serious happened.
Xu Ye glanced down at some rotting chunks of flesh and quickened his pace.
Bang!
He had only taken two steps when a figure flew out in front of him, then rolled across the ground several times, his head split and bleeding.
It was a young man in ragged clothes, wearing a beige laborer's shirt and blue trousers covered in patches. His eyes were full of terror.
He let out a few cries of pain and looked at the shopkeeper inside, who wore Sandalwood Prayer Beads around his neck. His whole body trembled.
Beside the shopkeeper stood a man with his arms folded and a vicious knife scar over his left eye.
As though noticing Xu Ye's gaze, he lifted his eyelids.
Something seemed to collide in the air.
"Such strong spiritual perception." Xu Ye narrowed his eyes slightly. "Looks like he's