Observing Shopkeeper Yun’s hesitation, Huang Quan encouraged him to speak openly. Shopkeeper Yun explained, “Miss Nangong, the auction house will charge a fee for conducting auctions. You could sell the elixirs directly without the need for an auction. If you trust me, I can take your elixirs off your hands. Alternatively, you could consider selling them in the black market.”
He went on to explain, “In the black market, you’ll encounter mercenaries who are willing to risk their lives for their tasks. They have their drawbacks, but you can sell your medicine to them.”
Huang Quan gave Shopkeeper Yun a gracious smile and rose from her seat, expressing her gratitude. “Thank you, Shopkeeper Yun, for your suggestions. I’ll head to the black market now. Farewell.”
Shopkeeper Yun said goodbye, and Huang Quan departed.
Once she was gone, a man approached Shopkeeper Yun and quietly inquired, “Why didn’t you let her auction at our house? It could have brought us some profit.”
Shopkeeper Yun responded, “Qin Yuan has passed away, and his son Qin Yang is on his way back. He’ll be here soon. This time, Qin Yang will likely deal with the second prince’s associates. It’s best not to involve Huang Quan in any way during this period. Otherwise, it might bring trouble to the auction house. If not for these circumstances, I’d have considered making friends with her.”
After leaving the auction house, Huang Quan didn’t immediately head to the black market. Nighttime was the busiest at the black market, but during the day, it was nearly deserted. She wandered around the capital, taking her time to shop and browse.
By the time she arrived at the black market, her card’s balance had dwindled to double digits: 88, a relatively auspicious number.
Huang Quan put her card away and purchased a green-faced, fanged evil ghost mask, putting it on before entering the bustling black market.
The mask appeared rather menacing, and it was usually worn by men. Women rarely opted for such a design. As soon as Huang Quan entered the long street, she attracted a considerable amount of attention due to her mask.
Unfazed by the attention she garnered, Huang Quan walked confidently toward the area where the mercenaries were congregating.
While mercenaries typically received tasks outside the black market, some tasks were available within, albeit at higher rates. This enticed mercenaries to check the black market for potential opportunities.
When Huang Quan arrived at the black market, it was already bustling with activity.
“Girl, are you here to take the mission too?” The young man who had just grabbed the mission squeezed out from the crowd and saw Huang Quan standing outside looking in. “There are a lot of people today. If you don’t want to squeeze in with them, girl, You can only wait.”
Before she could respond, she glanced at the young man’s task list.
“Assassinate Huang Quan, reward: 10 million.”
Huang Quan was taken aback. She’s only worth 10 million?
Upon hearing the young man’s words, she couldn’t help but retort, “You want to assassinate Huang Quan? She can eliminate an eighth-level spiritual master with a single strike. You, a fourth-level spiritual master, are taking on this task. Aren’t you afraid of death?”
The young man quickly put away the task list and grinned, saying, “It’s not me. The task was accepted by a powerful mercenary group, but they haven’t returned yet, so they asked me to hold it temporarily. I only take 100 coins as a handling fee, and I won’t participate in any assassination.”
Huang Quan inquired, “Do you know who commissioned this mission?”
“I do,” the young man replied with a nod.
