This was a corner of the Professionals' Affairs Hall.
Sitting at any of the tables cost a considerable sum.
Spellcraft barriers surrounded the tables, ensuring that no sound from inside could be heard outside.
If someone did not want others to see what was happening inside, they only needed to press the runes on the table, and a curtain that blocked probing spells would descend.
-This was a place for doing business.
Holding a cup of coffee with his legs crossed, Shen Ye sat at a table, surveying the people around him.
Ding!
A soft chime came from his emblem.
A new message!
The Truth Frontline Express had gone on sale for ten Destruction Coins.
Shen Ye bought a copy.
A voice immediately began reading from the emblem:
"According to news just received by this publication, a major battle took place on the destruction frontline."
"The two sides were the lord of the Destruction Abyss and the Truth World's Spirit-Capturing Net."
"Halfway through the battle, the two sides were evenly matched."
"The abyss lord withdrew for the time being."
"According to analysis by destruction experts, the Spirit-Capturing Net's strength is unfathomable, and it still has many means it has yet to deploy."
"The Truth World must not be underestimated."
The broadcast ended.
Shen Ye sighed, feeling that his ten Destruction Coins had been poorly spent.
Even the drone saw the Spirit-Capturing Net's owner coughing up blood, yet you think the Spirit-Capturing Net had the upper hand?
-This reporting is far too shoddy.
Given the current situation, he could catch his breath for now.
Ding!
Another soft chime.
The Myriad Worlds Battle Report had gone on sale for five hundred Destruction Coins.
Shen Ye was about to buy it, only to discover that he could not.
Money was not the issue.