All the way through.
There were small vendors on both sides of the black market selling all kinds of things.
There are people selling firewood, rice, oil, salt, food and drink.
Some also sell swords, spears, swords and halberds that warriors need.
In the front place.
Lu Fan also saw people selling ginseng.
However, that ginseng was far inferior to the ginseng grown by Lu Fan. Not only was it smaller in size, but it was also only about ten years old. However, the price tag on it was fifty taels of silver.
"This price is even more unscrupulous than mine."
"Once I'm familiar with this black market, I'll come here to sell some ginseng next time!"
Lu Fan muttered to himself.
"Actually, there haven't been so many people in this black market in the past! Brother Lu, do you know why there are so many people in the black market today?" Sima Hong suddenly said as they walked.
"Why?" Lu Fan asked.
"Because today is the day when Baibao Pavilion holds its monthly auction."
Auction?
Lu Fan was stunned.
"That's right! This Treasure Pavilion holds an auction every month! At the auction, there are countless rare treasures, and even the martial arts secrets you need. That's why the Treasure Pavilion's auctions always attract people from all walks of life to come and watch. Now you understand, don't you?"
After hearing what Sima Hong said, Lu Fan finally understood.
No wonder I saw so many martial arts practitioners with golden pupils wherever I passed by.
It turns out that all these people came for the auction at Baibao Pavilion.
"Come on, I'll take you to the auction at Baibao Pavilion to see for yourself."
After Sima Hong finished speaking, he took Lu Fan forward.
soon.
The Sima siblings brought Lu Fan to a magnificent octagonal building.
On the huge golden plaque, three large characters were written in a flamboyant style: Treasure Pavilion.
There was a long queue at its door.
Obviously, these are all people participating in the Baibao Pavilion auction.
After Sima Hong brought Lu Fan here, they started queuing.
After a while, the three of them walked into the Treasure Pavilion.
The auction venue in front of him was huge. The oval-shaped auction venue was surrounded by crowds of people.
On the second floor, there are many VIP rooms.
"Brother Lu, let's go to the second floor!"
After Sima Hong finished speaking, he took Lu Fan to the second floor.
Although Lu Fan had plenty of money in his pocket, it was his first time participating in this kind of activity, so he followed Sima Hong and his sister obediently, carrying his magic gourd on his back.
When we reached the second floor, a waiter came running over to greet us.
"Master Sima is here, please come this way!"
Obviously.
Most of the people in Baibao Pavilion knew Sima Hong.
Led by Xiaodian, Lu Fan and his friends came to a private room on the left.
The private room is not big, but it looks very exquisite and luxurious.
Just as the Sima siblings and Lu Fan sat down, suddenly, a group of people in tight clothes appeared on the second floor.
At first glance, these people are obviously martial artists.
In addition to the strong smell of blood emanating from their bodies, each of them had cold and ruthless eyes.
The leader was an old man with eyes like an eagle.
The old man is not tall, but he has the most abundant blood.
Following this eagle-eyed old man was a young man in fancy clothes.
Just after these people came over, the young man in fancy clothes saw Lu Fan and the others, especially when he saw the beautiful Sima Lan, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Huh? Why did the magpies keep chirping when I went out today? Turns out I ran into the beautiful Sima!"
"Miss Sima, how are you?"
The young man in fancy clothes walked towards Sima Lan with a smile as he spoke.
Let's talk about Sima Lan.
The moment she saw the young man in fancy clothes, her eyes widened.
"Mr. Yan, stop putting on airs in front of me."
The young man surnamed Yan was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Why do you say that, Miss Sima? I just haven't seen you for a long time and I miss you very much."
"Shut up!"
"Yan, do you have the guts to harass my sister again?"
Sima Hong suddenly stood up and said angrily.
"Oh?"
"Isn't this the famous good-for-nothing Zhenxiu of the Sima family? What? Do you still want to beat me? Come on, come on, try to beat her up?" The young man surnamed Yan said sarcastically.
Just as Sima Hong clenched his fists and was about to attack, Sima Lan held him back.
"What's wrong? Don't you dare anymore?"
"I thought you, a piece of shit, were so capable! Turns out you're just a useless good-for-nothing hiding behind your sister, hahahaha!"
After saying this, Mr. Yan laughed loudly and turned to leave.
Looking at the young man surnamed Yan and a group of people leaving like that, Sima Hong was so angry that he slammed his fist on the table in front of him.
"I'm so pissed!"
"Sister, why don't you let me teach that bastard Yan a lesson?" Sima Hong said with red eyes.
Sima Lan: "With your limited martial arts skills, do you think you can win?"
"I..."
After hearing this, Sima Hong's throat became choked.
"Even if I can't do it, sister, you are a seventh-level martial artist!" Sima Hong couldn't help but say.
"You're really stupid! Couldn't you see the person standing behind Yan just now?"
Forehead?
Sima Hong was slightly startled when his elder sister reminded him of this.
Just now, he did see a group of warriors emitting a strong smell of blood standing behind the man surnamed Yan, but those people looked so unfamiliar!
"Sister, who are those people?"
Sima Hong thought for a moment and asked.
Sima Lan's beautiful eyes looked in the direction where the elegantly dressed young man surnamed Yan was leaving and said, "If I'm not mistaken, the person following Yan Tong should be from the Broken Blade Sect!"
"What?"
"Broken Blade Sect?"
Upon hearing these three words, Sima Hong's face turned ugly.
"That's right! The old man in black who just passed by, if I'm not mistaken, should be a deacon elder of the Broken Blade Sect stationed in Qingyang Town."
Seeing Sima Lan say this, Sima Hong's face became even uglier.
"Damn it! If the Yan family really joins the Broken Blade Sect, then in the upcoming three-clan competition, won't our Sima family be the most disadvantaged?"
Sima Hong said worriedly.
Sima Lan heard this and said nothing more.
As for Sima Hong who was standing next to him, he became worried when he thought about the upcoming competition among the three clans.