Chapter 813: Chapter 811: Ghost Market


    Such a n was almost wless.


    But everything had changed because of Su Yingxue.


    “Tomorrow, the Ninth Prince must charge onto the battlefield again with severe wounds, then suffer defeat, allowing Wu Dao’s n to seed by half,”


    Chu Yifeng raised an eyebrow, hisnguid eyes carrying a hint of wicked charm.


    Chu Yihan, with his arm around Su Yingxue’s waist, said, “You stay in the Silver Moon Pavilion first. Once we are all gathered in Yungui City, we can give Wu Dao a heavy blow.”


    Su Yingxue nodded in agreement, “Good, when Wu Dao arrives in Yungui City, I want to take his life myself to avenge my mother!”


    A touch of bloodthirsty ferocity shed in her eyes.


    But to guard against Wu Dao, Chu Yifeng had hidden her underground, insisting she not show herself unnecessarily.


    Before he left, Su Yingxue called out to Chu Yifeng, “Hey, can you lend me Sister Rong Sheng for a while?”


    Chu Yifeng refused without a second thought, “No.”


    Rong Sheng belonged to him, and he would not lend her to anyone.


    “Just for two hours, I have some things I want to ask Sister Rong Sheng.” Su Yingxue looked dissatisfiedly at Chu Yifeng. Was this man’s possessiveness too terrifying?


    “No,” Chu Yifeng was simply unreasonable.


    No sooner had Chu Yihan left than he became unkind to Su Yingxue.


    Although he had never been very polite to Su Yingxue, she felt this guy was now even more hostile towards her!


    Su Yingxue looked at Rong Sheng with a plea in her eyes.


    Rong Sheng nodded at her subtly, and with a resigned smile, Su Yingxue headed to her dwelling in the underground.


    She had never imagined that the Silver Moon Pavilion’s underground ck market would be so bustling, its splendor in no way inferior to that above ground.


    Ah Hong, seeing her curiosity, asked, “Miss Su, would you like me to show you around?”


    Su Yingxue nodded, “If possible.”


    Ah Hong said in a t tone, “Of course it’s possible. You are staying in the Ghost Market for your safety, master has not restricted your freedom. But the underground Ghost Market is different from above ground. Please be careful. It would be unfortunate if you were not careful and became an item for trade.”


    While Ah Hong exined, Su Yingxue listened carefully.


    The underground ck market was also known by a special name, the Ghost Market.


    Su Yingxue, having never been to Yungui City at the border of the Four Nations before, was unaware of the Ghost Market’s existence, finding only brief mentions of it in her mother’s notes.


    Her mother’s assessment of this ce was that it was not fit for good people, where viins ran rampant, yet it was also a ce where human nature was most truly revealed.


    In her view, the ce received mixed praise and wasn’t entirely a den of iniquity.


    After all, not everyone living above ground was good.


    Ah Hong led her through the market. The shops andmerce of the marketce were no different from above ground, but upon closer inspection, one might see half a human leg hanging in a restaurant or a person being hammered to death with arge stone breaking their chest on the street, with many onlookers cing bets and cheering.


    There were also beggars asking for money, apparently kind-hearted people giving them coinsced with a sleeping draught, only to drag them away once they passed out. n/?/vel/b//in dot c//om


    Su Yingxue pointed to a beggar being dragged away and asked Ah Hong, “He has nothing on him, no possessions at all. Why would that person drug him and take him away?”


    Ah Hong nced at the scene, “To sell him at the ve market. In the Ghost Market, ves are bought and soldpletely, inside and out, belonging to their masters. The master may demand their life, and they cannot die, or their heart, and they cannot give their liver. That beggar must have just escaped from somewhere, thinking he had freed himself from fate, but in reality, once he wakes up, he will be a branded ve.”