Chen Lun nodded in acknowledgment but did not respond.
He was secretly on guard.
This mysterious society hidden in the ruins of Pompey Manor had gathered seven people involved in the mystical realm. Apart from Spirit Cat, the other six were all Supernaturals.
And their Sequences were not low.
At the very least, Chen Lun had not sensed a single [Sequence 9] among them.
I wonder if they took [Philip's Legacy]...
Chen Lun felt a headache coming on.
"It looks like our Mr. Big Eater was most likely killed by this Mr. Spade... tsk, tsk. When did another powerful figure like him turn up in Amber City?"
Gentleman chuckled.
Spirit Cat glanced at him and countered:
"He could also have picked up the token."
"Heh..."
Gentleman shook his head, making the Silver Flask around his neck sway slightly.
Miser spoke up from the side:
"That wouldn't explain how he found this place."
"Could the Containment Bureau have captured Big Eater and exposed our meeting place?"
Knowledge said.
At the mention of the Containment Bureau, everyone immediately fell silent, leaving an awkward lull.
"No need to be nervous, everyone..."
Black Skeleton said calmly.
"The Containment Bureau alone can't do anything to us. Perhaps Mr. Spade got his information from Big Eater... stop speculating. There's no point."
He tapped the table and continued:
"Let's begin today's proceedings, starting with the trading session."
Chen Lun gave Black Skeleton a surprised look, unsure why he was making excuses for him.
As the society's founder, Black Skeleton seemed to hold considerable authority. After hearing his words, the others stopped dwelling on how Chen Lun had found the place.
"Two portions of Low-Sequence Moon-Faction Mysterious Substance in exchange for something supernatural. Anyone interested?"
Fish Fin took out two crumpled balls of paper and roughly spread them