Over there, after asking, Fengjiu learned that Guan Xilin had not been to the black market yet, so she left a message to inform her where she was staying and the inn she was staying at, then walked back to the arena, sat down in the first row and continued watching the fight.
After Fengjiu left, an old man walked out from the darkness, stroking his beard, and stared at the direction where Fengjiu left thoughtfully.
The middle-aged manager glanced at the message Fengjiu left and put it aside without taking it seriously. However, when he saw the boss of their black market appear silently behind him, his face changed in fear and he quickly walked over and bowed respectfully.
"Elder, why are you here? Do you have any instructions?"
The old man glanced at the steward and asked, "What did the young man in red say to you?"
Upon hearing this, the steward said quickly, "The young man came here to inquire about a man named Guan Xilin, saying that he followed our black market mercenary group out for training, and asked if anyone had come here to inquire about him. I had never heard of that person, so I told him no. The young man left his address and said that if Guan Xilin came to ask, he would tell him the inn where he lived."
As he spoke, he quickly handed the address that he had casually placed aside to the old man with both hands.
The old man took it, glanced at it, and asked, "Do we have any mercenary groups going out on missions in the black market?"
"We don't have any here. They are probably mercenaries from other cities." The manager said. Seeing the old man's thoughtful expression, he asked, "Elder, is there anything wrong with the young man? Do you need me to send someone to keep an eye on him?"
Hearing this, the old man glanced at him and instructed: "Don't make any rash arrangements. Just pretend nothing happened and do what he asked you to do." The old man handed the address back to the manager, then walked to the back with his hands behind his back.
Seeing this, the manager was slightly surprised. The fact that the elder had told him to take care of the boy's matter showed that the boy had an extraordinary background. Perhaps, he was a descendant of a big family? However, with the power of the black market, they would never show any favor to the children of those families. So, who was that boy
Although he was curious, he also knew that since the elder didn't say anything, it was not his business. So he wrote down the address and told his subordinates to pay attention to whether there was anyone named Guan Xilin coming over in the next two days.
As for the elder, he was thinking thoughtfully all the way, as if he had seen the young man somewhere, but he couldn't remember where.
In the front row of the arena, Xiao Yihan looked at the young man who had been quietly watching the fight on the stage, and said with a smile: "Brother, have you never seen a fight like this before? In fact, these are all professional fighters, and the black market also has regulations that will not harm their lives. Even if they are injured, the people in the black market will provide treatment."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu was slightly surprised. After taking a look at him, she knew why he said that and couldn't help but smile: "Well, I know, this is the reality of the world. Even if some people don't care, they will still be divided into different levels."
He was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Yes, this is the rule of the world. Only strength can speak. The strong survive. The birth of a strong man is not only an honor for the individual, but also will drive his family, making his family strong and no one dares to bully him."