On the other side, after Feng Jiu asked, she learned that Guan Xilin had not been to the black market yet, so she left a message to tell her where she is now and the inn. She walked back to the arena, returned to the first row and sat down to continue watching the fight.

After Fengjiu left, an old man walked out of the darkness with his beard and stared thoughtfully in the direction where Fengjiu left.

The middle-aged manager glanced at the message left by Fengjiu, then put it aside, and didn't take it much. However, when he saw the old man from their black market appearing silently behind him, his face changed so much that he quickly walked over and bowed respectfully.

"Elder, why are you here? Do you have any instructions?"

The old man glanced at the manager and asked, "What did the boy in red tell you?"

When he heard this, the manager hurriedly said, "The young man came over to inquire about a man named Guan Xilin. He said he had gone out to practice with our mercenary group in the black market. He asked if he had ever come here to inquire about him. His subordinates had never heard of the person and told him that there was no. The young man left the address and said that if Guan Xilin came to ask, he would tell him the inn where he lived."

While speaking, he quickly handed the address that was casually placed beside him and handed the old man with both hands.

The old man took a look and asked, "Does there be a mercenary group going out for missions in our black market?"

"There is no one here, probably the mercenary group of other sub-city groups." The manager said, and saw the old man's thoughtful expression, he asked, "Elder, what's wrong with that young man? Do you need someone to send someone to stare at him?"

Hearing this, the old man glanced at him and said, "Don't make arrangements. When nothing happened, just do what he told me." The old man handed the address back to the manager, and then walked back with his hands.

Seeing this, the manager was a little surprised. He could ask the elder to tell him to do the work of the boy. It shows that the boy has an extraordinary background. Perhaps, it is the child of a big family? However, with their black market power, they never pretend to be a child of which family. So, who is that boy?

Although he was curious, he knew that the elder didn't say it, so he shouldn't ask about it. So he recorded the address and told the people below to pay attention to whether anyone named Guan Xilin had come over the past two days.

As for the elder, he thought about it all the way, as if he had seen the boy somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

In the front row of the competition arena, Xiao Yihan looked at the boy who had been watching the fighting on the stage quietly and smiled and said, "Brother, have you never seen such a battle before? In fact, these are professional fighters. There are regulations that the black market will not hurt their lives. Even if they are injured, people in the black market will provide treatment."

Upon hearing this, Feng Jiuwei was surprised. After looking at him, he knew why he said this. He couldn't help but smile: "Well, I know that the world is such a reality. Even if some people don't care, they will be divided into three or six or six levels."

He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Yes, this is the rule of the world. Only strength can speak. The survival of a strong person. The birth of a strong person is not only a personal honor, but also a driving force for his family to make his family strong and no one dares to bully him."
Chapter completed!