Duanmu Yawang smiled faintly and did not answer.

Seeing that Duanmu Ya didn't answer, the middle-aged man didn't ask any more. He smiled and said, "It's taking the liberty." During the conversation, the two came to a stairway, and the middle-aged man took Duanmu Yawang up the stairs.

After a while, the middle-aged man spirit Duan Muya looked into a large hall, which was elegantly equipped with several tables, stools and chairs.

There were two people waiting in the hall, and when they saw the middle-aged man bring people in, they conveniently served tea and cakes.

The middle-aged man's polite Qing Duanmu Yawang sat down and said, "Guest, there are tea and snacks here. Please wait here for a while, and come as soon as you go down."

Duanmu Yawang took the opportunity to sit down at the table he was pointing to, and while leisurely lifting the kettle to pour himself a cup of hot tea, he said lightly: "Please go."

"Yes!"

The middle-aged man bowed, then stepped back.

Duanmu Yawang put down the teapot and looked at the environment of the hall while holding up the tea to drink.

However, before her lips touched the edge of the cup, the little white deer stomped her feet, "Master, you are too casual. If someone gives you water, you can drink it. What if this water is poisonous?"

"You have been by my side for so long, do you think I am someone who is poisonous in the water that I don't know?" Duanmu Yawang was not angry, took a faint sip of tea, and glanced at him: " By the way, you seem to be at leisure?"

Little Bailu pouted timidly: "I just want to remind you."

"Really?" Duan Muya glanced at Huo Fei who was still practicing, and sneered: "I said I want you to practice well, where did you put your mind?"

Little Bailu didn't dare to speak for a moment when he heard it. He obediently closed his eyes and continued to practice.

On the other side, the middle-aged man took the medicine bottle, turned several turns, stopped in front of a room door, knocked gently on the door, and called, "Master."

"Come in."

An old voice came from the room.

The middle-aged man then opened the door and walked in, closing the door gently.

There was already a person sitting in the room. That person was very old. He was sitting in front of a long counter and fiddled with the abacus. He heard the sound of people coming in and asked without raising his head: "Why are you looking for me again? , Didn't it make you all right, don't you come here?"

"Master is still calculating yesterday's account?" The middle-aged man smiled and asked respectfully.

"Yeah." The old man replied, raised his eyes to look at the middle-aged man, and glanced at the bottle in his hand, "Brought by the guest?" Although he asked, he immediately lowered his head and continued to calculate.

It seems that he is not interested in the contents of the bottle at all.

"Master, don't be busy, this is definitely a good thing today." The middle-aged man said that he was not interested in the old man, and said in a hurry.

The old man didn't look up, and his tone was cold: "In recent months, every time you come in, you always tell me this, but I haven't seen your so-called good things in recent months. If this continues, I almost doubt your eyesight."

In recent months, the ghost market has received more and more orders of various needs, but the ghost market can provide very few satisfactory goods.

Because of this, the atmosphere in the ghost market has been somewhat tense recently.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was anxious: "Master, this time it is really..."

"Go go, go out, don't bother me here." The old man waved impatiently.

The middle-aged man saw that the old man had recently consumed his patience, his brain flashed, and he suddenly opened the lid of the medicine bottle in his hand.

As soon as the lid was opened, the scent of medicine filled the room.

The old man's abacus movement suddenly stopped, and he raised his head solemnly and said to the man: "Quickly, take the medicine and take a look."

"Yes." When the middle-aged man heard this, his face was happy, and he hurriedly passed the bottle over, "Master, the subordinates don't have as much knowledge of medicine as you, but this medicine is at least Grade 4 advanced!"

The old man took the bottle and poured a medicine out of it, put it on his hand, put it on the tip of his nose, and sniffed it lightly. He didn't know what he was smelling, his old eyes brightened, and he immediately opened the cabinet and took out a medicine from the inside. He piled up complicated tools, pinched a little powder of medicine in, and started to fiddle with the tools on his desk.

The middle-aged man watched quietly, without making a sound.

After a quarter of an hour, the old man looked at the test results, and his hand holding the test tool shook slightly.

The middle-aged man looked weird from the side, and was about to speak, when the old man raised his head, his eyes flashed strangely and asked him: "Where are the guests?"

"It's in the living room!" the middle-aged man said, and asked the old man strangely: "Master, this medicine..."

"Don't worry about so much for now." The old man interrupted the middle-aged man and said while packing the tools on his desktop: "Bring people to the VIP room. I will meet the guests in the VIP room soon."

VIP Room?

When the middle-aged man heard this, his eyes widened with surprise.

The old man was displeased: "What are you still doing, why don't you go?"

The middle-aged man came back to his senses, and he answered "Yes!"

living room

While Duanmu Yawang was waiting for the middle-aged man, several more guests were invited into the living room.

They each sat at a table and waited.

Those few people also looked at each other curiously, and they were a bit contemptuous of Duanmu Yawang's dare not to show his face, and secretly thought: Everyone guessed that they came here to take some shameful things to trade here, so they covered it up like this.

Regarding their gazes, Duanmu Yawang didn't even see them. He didn't raise his eyes to look at those people from beginning to end, and waited tightly for a cup of tea.

When the middle-aged man went back and forth to find Duanmu Yawang, she had been drinking several glasses of water in a row, and she had already drunk most of the water in the teapot.

Seeing the middle-aged man come back with joy, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

"Let the guests wait a long time." The middle-aged man smiled and looked at Duan Muya: "I wonder if you can move with me and go to the VIP room?"

VIP room?

When the other people waiting in the living room heard this, they were shocked and looked at Duanmu Yawang in dismay, secretly wondering whether this person has a great background, or is there any amazing talent that can be taken to the VIP room to entertain!

You know, the VIP room, even if the royal family of the Sui and Western Empire comes, it may not be able to have this special reception!

Duanmu Yawang heard the VIP room, her eyes turned, and she appeared very quiet, without asking anything, stood up and said: "Okay."

The middle-aged man looked at Duanmu Yawang's unfavorable appearance, his eyes were deep, this guest is not easy!

Duanmuya saw that the middle-aged man was silent and reminded: "Where to go?"

"Please here." The middle-aged man came back to his senses, smiled apologetically, took a few steps forward, and personally led Duanmu Yawang the way.

Duanmu Yawang nodded and followed.