"Honorable seniors, my promise remains valid. During this period, I will be waiting for all of you at the Slaughter King Pavilion!"
At the entrance of the auction venue, Jiang Chen called out to the people hovering above the street.
Upon hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, cupped their fists towards Jiang Chen, and swiftly departed.
With such a change occurring at the trade convention, it seems unlikely anyone will continue transactions. The priority now is to quickly gather medicinal materials.
Swish!
A figure landed beside Jiang Chen, and Ping Wanjing asked in confusion, "Young friend Jiang Chen, what happened?"
He was patrolling the city with others to prevent any disruptions during the Slaughter King Pavilion's upheaval. Noticing the sudden surge in momentum and sensing Liu Changfeng's aura, he had deliberately delayed coming over.
"Nothing much, senior, let's talk back there!"
