'Underground chamber with stolen items? I can already smell the trouble from here.'
Noah fell deep in thought after learning that information.
'Those items must come from wealthy cultivators, there is nothing that prevents them from stealing them again from me after my purchase.'
Noah was aware that the best way to maximize profits was to rob your customers, those that seemed weak at least.
'I am alone and lost, I would be their perfect target. Dammit!'
Noah threw a few thousand Credits to the merchant before opening his mouth to speak.
"Where is this place and how do I enter that room?"
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A few minutes later, Noah found himself in front of a simple-looking tavern.
It had a wooden tag that depicted a broken cup, Noah knew that he had arrived at the right place.
The tavern was small, it only had two floors filled with wooden tables on which men and women happily drank.
