"What, you said that my nephew's cottage was destroyed? No one escaped?" After three months of semi-claustrine life, as soon as Feka returned to his hometown, he heard a report from his subordinates that his nephew had been killed.

It was okay to put it out, but it immediately became angry.

"What do you do for food? Didn't I tell you when I left? No matter what happens, you must hold on until I come back. Don't let anything happen to them. How do you do things?" With that, Feka kicked him.

He kicked away the men who were kneeling in front of him, causing the already cautious men beside him to become even more silent.

"Leader, it's not that brothers won't go, but people came from Netherworld Peak when we prepared the team. We were told not to do anything until you come back. How dare you go out, brothers?" The man didn't bother to wipe it off.

With blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, he quickly ran back to Feka and explained. Feka is not a good person. Even though he looked like a grandson at Netherworld Peak, he never looked down upon his subordinates.

"Netherworld Peak? I arrived at Netherworld Peak for a while before someone sent someone to inform you. Don't you think I know? What have you been doing for me in the past period of time? You have become more capable after not seeing me for a few days? How dare you take it?

Netherworld Peak is being used as a cover." Feka became angrier as he spoke, and suddenly stretched out his hands. After a flash of red light, he reached into the chest of the man in front of him and took out a bright red heart.

"Well, because I haven't been around for a few days, do you think that my flame demon claws can't kill people?" Feka squinted his eyes and glanced at his subordinates one by one. Depending on the situation, rather than punishing his subordinates for not doing things well, he

Now it's more like killing people to establish their authority.

"What are you doing here? Prepare manpower for me. If you dare to kill my nephew, I will make him pay with blood!" Seeing his subordinates who were becoming more and more afraid of him, Feika's mouth twitched slightly.

, immediately shouted to his subordinates.

"Yes, leader." After hearing this, the people standing on the side knew that this was the end, and they all breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, hurriedly walked out of the hall, and went out to assemble their men.

"Sir, you see, we used to trade various robbed materials with others in this valley in exchange for weapons, medicines, food and other things we need to use." He Sheng followed Zhao Tan step by step.

Zhao Tan introduced everything.

"Oh, isn't there anyone who disobeys the rules and starts robbing?" Zhao Tan was shocked when he saw the huge valley in front of him that was many times more prosperous than Fuyun City. How many people could imagine that in this company where bandits gathered?

Will there be such a prosperous market in Yunshan Mountains?

"Don't worry, sir. This valley is protected by Shiba Lianyun. Fifty percent of the daily income must be handed over to Shiba Lianyun. Anyone who dares to do anything here will have no chance of living."

I'm tired of it. There was once a group of bandits who, relying on the strength of a sword master, robbed a batch of magic crystals in this valley. The next day, they were killed by Shiba Lianyun's people together with the sword master's head.

On the wooden pile at the entrance of the valley, no one dares to pay attention to it from now on." He Sheng was afraid that he, an adult who seemed to be fearless, would have bad intentions, so he said quickly.

"Shiba Lianyun, if it's them, this makes sense!" Zhao Tan thought of Qing Ming and Lanni he met that day. Apart from anything else, their speed was enough for him to not resist.

When I got the chance, I was immediately amazed.

"Let's go, take me to the place where I buy weapons." After sighing, Zhao Tan finally remembered the business.

"Okay, sir, it's the first stall that turns left at the intersection in front of you. Even though the stall is small, the boss of that stall has a very vicious vision. No good weapon can escape his eyes, so sir

If you want a good weapon, it's best to go to him, I believe he will satisfy you."

"I hope so." Zhao Tan's requirements are not low, and it is not easy to meet his conditions.

"Boss, business is coming!" When Zhao Tan came to the stall He Sheng mentioned, a skinny old man was sitting behind the stall polishing a long sword full of rust. If it weren't for He Sheng's previous introduction,

, Zhao Tan all planned to leave.

"See for yourself, they are all here." The old man still lowered his head and concentrated on polishing the long sword in his hand.

"Boss, you see, we want a better dagger, but what you have here is either a broadsword or a long sword, or an axe, a spear or other weapons. We didn't find a dagger." Although we were dissatisfied with the old man's attitude, who made it happen now?

It's a seller's market, and it's the one who has to push it, so Zhao Tan still endured his discomfort and made the request. Anyway, he had encountered this kind of thing frequently when he was on earth, and he wouldn't get pregnant if he endured it.

"Dagger?" The old man raised his head and glanced at Zhao Tan, "You don't use daggers." Even though he said this, the old man still took out a few daggers from somewhere on his body and placed them on the stall.

"This..." Zhao Tan looked at the gleaming daggers on the stall and was in a dilemma. If it was a legendary equipment, he could tell whether it was good or bad based on its attributes, but he couldn't tell the quality of this otherworldly dagger.

"What do you want for the dagger?" Upon seeing this, the old man spoke.

"First of all, it must be very sharp, blowing hair to break hair, and cutting iron like mud are the basic requirements, and then it would be better if it can ignore magic defense and fighting spirit." Zhao Tan put forward his request readily, without any embarrassment.

"Your demands are really not low, but this is the one I can sell you. Although it can't cut iron like clay, ordinary armor can't stop it." The old man picked up a dagger and threw it to Zhao.

Tan.

"Wait a minute, you seem to have a dagger that meets my requirements, right?" Zhao Tan asked.

"You are not worthy of use." The old man lowered his head, without even looking at Zhao Tan, and said something that made Zhao Tan extremely depressed.

"Tell me, how can you sell me that dagger?" When he heard that there was a dagger that met his requirements, Zhao Tan would certainly not let it go. If such an ordinary dagger was placed in Zhao Tan's hands, Zhao Tan would go on a rampage - first

Use the invisibility technique, then use the teleportation ring to fly behind others, and then give a gentle push...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa" a sword light flashed in front of Zhao Tan's eyes.

"Have you seen how many swords I thrust out? Ask me when you can see clearly?" The old man casually threw back the long sword he had just picked up from the stall.

"Okay, just wait!" Zhao Tan turned around and simply left the old man's stall.

"Sir, are we going back like this?"

"If you don't go back, are you still waiting for that old guy to ask us to collect money?" Zhao Tan showed the dagger in his hand, but the guy actually ran away with the dagger without paying.

"Ah..." He Sheng was immediately speechless upon seeing this.
Chapter completed!