"Are you familiar with King Anding and King Lingqing?"

"Not quite familiar."

Hesitated for a moment, and didn't dare to say too much. "It's just that King Anding and King Lingqing are our regular visitors to Supreme Court. No matter what the event is, we will come over and take a look."

"I see."

Regarding King Anding and King Lingqing, Duanmu Yawang didn't want to ask too much. She was not so interested. She remembered one thing, "By the way, I have participated in the auction now. Can I participate in the black market?"

"The son is going to participate in the black market?"

Condensed in shock, but soon calmed down. After all, for many people, the Supreme Court is certainly for fame and fortune, but the black market is the most important thing.

"Why are you so surprised?"

Duanmu Yawang didn't miss his fleeting look, "Could it be that this black market, what's wrong?"

"No, Ningdan is only familiar with Wushangge, but I don't know about the black market." Ningdan looked down, and said in a serious manner: "If the salary is going to the black market, Ningdan cannot accompany it."

"The black market doesn't need a guide?" As the guide of Supreme Court, but don't understand the black market? No matter who you say it to, it’s impossible to believe it, right?

"Yes."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, stopped asking, just said: "It's not too early now, are we going to collect our auction money, or..."

After the condensing sheet became clear, he immediately said: "The son, please come to the VIP room to sit down. Wait a while, and I will bring you the auction money." While talking, with a wave of the condensed sleeves, they went to the VIP room. Came to their previous position.

After they sat down, Ningdan hurriedly left.

After he left, Mu Feng waved his hand and pulled up the enchantment directly, and asked in a soft voice, "Did you enter the black market, do you want to investigate the endless city?"

"right."

"Don't ask the black market for the time being." Mu Feng frowned and reminded: "In this world, any black market ghost market has a record system. Unless you ask things, you don’t reveal your identity, otherwise, you’re hiding something. The secret, it is very likely that it was sold to others when it was traded on the black market."

"The Supreme Court knows that I am Duanmu Yawang."

"Not surprising." Mu Feng said calmly: "It's as big as Wushangge, and the channels are so wide that we can't imagine. Although you cover your face with a hat and obscure your gender, your name is Gongyu Deyin. You have used it many times. When using this name, you have reported your original name, so if they want to find your true identity and name, it is not difficult."

"I didn't think so much at the time."

Speaking of it, Duanmu Yawang is actually a little regretful, "Because I didn’t understand Ziyun City at the beginning, I entered the second-class tavern with the appearance of Blue Eyes, and there was a dispute. Besides, Blue Eyes were not allowed to enter the first-class realm. I don’t think too much about the name.

"Before you came here, didn't you know about this place?"

Duanmu Yawang blinked and shook his head.

"Oh, it's not that strange." Mu Feng shook his head, thought of a point, frowned and asked: "How did you know that Supreme Court knew your real name?"

Duanmu Yawang would go in on the first day, and said the food he ate in the VIP room and the name on the invitation card.

Mu Feng's brows tightened, "You mean, it's only an hour or two before and after you entered the Supreme Pavilion, that they already know your identity?"

"right."

"Even if you want to check a person, it will definitely take some time. As far as I know, such a fast speed is impossible for any organization, let alone an organization that has been established for less than a century."

Duanmu Yawang: "But they just did it."

However, apart from this, how did Duanmu Yawang feel that when Mu Feng said that the Supreme Court was less than a hundred years old, he was like a nobleman with a long history to the nouveau riche, showing extraordinary dissatisfaction?

Generally speaking, it is really not easy for an organization to survive for a hundred years. Lingyue Pavilion was created by Mu Feng and Mu Qingchen. They are still so young, and their age is definitely lower than that of Wushang Pavilion...

To be honest, Duanmu Yawang was a little dazed by this disregard.

Of course, she didn't think that Lingyue Pavilion was inferior to Supreme Pavilion. The nature of the existence of the two was not the same, but it was indeed far superior to Supreme Pavilion compared to the extensiveness of Lingyue Pavilion.

But when Mu Feng said those words, she was a little surprised by the light and careless attitude.

"Here, or it should be said, there should be people who know you in this Supreme Pavilion." After speaking, Mu Feng thought of another possibility, "Of course, it is also possible that someone sold your information to the black market or Supreme Court."

"I understand that someone knows me, but what does your last sentence mean? I don't quite understand."

"That is to say, some people are actually ‘thinking’ about you. In various organizations, they have spent money to record all your tracks. This way, as soon as you show up, they can know where you are."

When Duanmu Ya heard it, her face turned black, because this was really disgusting, "In other words, is it possible that my whereabouts may be stared at anytime and anywhere?"

"It's not necessarily." Mu Feng thought of a deeper level, curling his lips and said: "Many people can't grasp your strength even if they know your traces. Even if they can trace your traces for a while, unless they are sent to You are a more powerful character, otherwise it is impossible not to be discovered by you."

"Yes, when it comes to this, I felt someone staring at me for a while before, but every time I moved, it seemed to be gone." She thought she had an illusion several times before, but according to Mu Feng's words, Isn't it her own illusion?

"If you transfer, do you usually choose to evacuate at night?"

"how do you know?"

Mu Feng: "It's dark, it's definitely hard to track, and you don't use ordinary driving tools to evacuate like ordinary people do. Ordinary people will definitely not be able to catch up with you."

He said so, it really makes sense.

Xiao Fei's flying machine can't be followed by anyone who wants to.

But, "Who would spend so much effort to send people to stare at me?"

Mu Feng patted her head and said with a smile: "Then ask yourself, what big person you have offended."

"Oh, headache." Since her journey, she has indeed offended a lot of people, and many of them have a good face. If you want her to think back, she really can't think of it.

Mu Feng grinned, just about to speak, but saw that Ning Shan had already returned with a tray in his hand, waiting outside the barrier.

Mu Feng pulled up the enchantment with his hands, holding his chest with both hands, and said with a smile: "Yes, the speed is quite fast."