The funny look of running away in the street, the frown of contemplation while sitting quietly in the courtyard of the inn, the free and easy attitude at the wine table, and the calm and noble manners made him a little confused about what kind of person he was.
However, the only thing that is certain is that this young man is the first person he admires after arriving in Nebula City, and he is also the first person he intends to make friends with.
"Brother Feng, do you know that person?"
As he spoke, Xiao Yihan gestured and his eyes fell on the man who was soaked all over. Seeing that he was in a disheveled state, his eyes hurriedly moved away after seeing Feng Jiu, but he couldn't help but look back again. It was really weird.
Fengjiu glanced at the man, and saw him hastily look away and hurried to the side room. Not long after, he came out after changing into clean clothes. When he went downstairs, he paused for a moment, bowed to her, and then left in a hurry.
"I don't know him." She said slowly.
Seeing that he was not going to eat, Xiao Yihan called the waiter to settle the bill, and then walked out of the inn with Feng Jiu, saying, "Brother Feng, it's still early now, how about we go to the black market to watch a few fights?"
"I heard that the competition in the black market is the most fierce. I have long wanted to go and see it."
“Hahaha, let’s go.” He laughed loudly and went to the black market with Fengjiu.
It was free to enter the black market, but a viewing fee was required to enter the arena to watch the competition. So, when Xiao Yihan was about to pay, Feng Jiu had already handed it to him. While he was slightly surprised, she walked in with a smile.
Seeing this, Xiao Yihan smiled and followed in. As soon as he stepped into the arena, he immediately felt that the atmosphere inside was different from that outside.
In addition to the passionate cheers from the spectators sitting in the surrounding seats, there was also a faint smell of blood in the air. The fighting spirit and aura of the two people fighting on the stage formed a battlefield. The fierce fighting and attacks were accompanied by blood and sweat, which made the blood of everyone in the arena boil.
Led by their guide, the two men sat down in the front and watched the fight on the stage.
"Gentlemen, would you like to place a bet? You can still place a bet now." A middle-aged man came over with a tray and asked.
Fengjiu glanced at the tray. There were two signs on it, one black and one red, indicating that the minimum bet was one hundred silver coins.
“Five hundred gold coins, bet on the red team to win.” Xiao Yihan said to the middle-aged man, and then looked at Feng Jiu.
Feng Jiu shook her head and said with a smile: "I don't really play this."
So, as the middle-aged man stepped back, he ordered someone to bring two cups of tea and a portion of pastry to the two people sitting in a row.
The stage was covered in sweat and blood, while the audience was filled with joy. Looking at the swollen faces and broken hand bones of both parties, Feng Jiu's eyes were gloomy.
This is risking your life to earn a pitiful amount of hard-earned money.
What rang in her ears was the sound of cheers from all around, but what was splattered on the stage was blood. Looking at the strong contrast between the stage and the audience, her heart became heavy.
"Brother Xiao, please wait for me. I have something to do." She stood up, said something, and asked a man from the black market to lead the way to find the manager, intending to find out if there was any news about her brother in the black market.