Wang Jianguo let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if a heavy burden had been lifted, and nodded hurriedly. "Of course, of course, Brother Zhao. Once we get inside the Black Market and find a quiet spot, I'll make sure you see it all clearly."
Although he said this, he knew deep down that he would have to find some way to keep stalling when the time came. The two men, each harboring their own secret motives, continued toward the Black Market under the cover of night, their pace quickening. It was as if an invisible hand were pushing them forward, while the Black Market, hidden in the shadows, waited for them to unveil its mysteries.
Wang Jianguo followed close behind Zhao Dakuo, his steps hurried and his heart hammering in his throat. They wove through a labyrinth of streets and narrow alleys lined with irregular, crumbling houses. Some had their doors and windows shut tight, exuding an air of mystery, while others stood slightly ajar, spilling dim, yellowish light onto the path and occasionally revealing the sounds of hushed conversations from within.
Chapter 589