When Tang Wulin walked out of the Auction House, he looked somewhat dazed.
By the end, he had grown numb. This was his first encounter with the dark side of this world, and what he had seen had struck him deeply.
Gongyang Mo glanced at him worriedly and asked softly, "Little Tong, should we head back?"
Tang Wulin nodded silently.
Before coming here, he had never expected to see such things. He had made no mental preparations whatsoever and needed time to sort through his thoughts.
When they returned to their base, Zhou Sichen had already come back. Seeing the two enter with grave expressions, he raised a brow and asked, "You two went to gather information too? Doesn't look like it was good news?"
Tang Wulin and Gongyang Mo exchanged a glance. After closing the door, Tang Wulin took a deep breath and said, "Zhou Sichen, listen to us..."
He then roughly told Zhou Sichen about what they had seen and heard at the underground market.
Even as he spoke, he could scarcely believe that what he was saying was real. It all felt far too unreal.
Zhou Sichen listened attentively, but when he heard of the Holy Spirit Cult, he finally could not help interrupting. "Boss, are you sure that guy was telling the truth and wasn't deceiving you?"
Evil Soul Masters used other people's lives as cultivation materials. They were undoubtedly Public Enemies of Humanity. He found it hard to believe that such an organization could be lurking in the shadows and even receiving support from the Sun Moon Empire's authorities.
Shouldn't an organization like that be suppressed by any means necessary?
Gongyang Mo gave a bitter smile. "If I hadn't gone to the underground market with Wulin, I would have reacted exactly like you upon hearing