There were security guards patrolling to maintain order, so no one forcibly bought or sold anything, and the order was generally guaranteed.
Sean looked around as if shopping at a market, while Elijah and a few others were subtly scattered around, protecting him without making it too obvious.
No one could tell unless they were a professional.
What surprised Sean was that not only did they sell seafood here, but also some banned items from back home.
Beautifully long red coral branches and large hawksbill shells – these were strictly prohibited for sale domestically.
He wondered if people could actually bring these back after buying them or selling them here.
Sean walked over, crouched in front of the stall, picked up a palm-sized but beautiful red coral, and asked:
"How much?"
"Five hundred dollars." A middle-aged Thompson woman ran the stall. She looked like the typical tropical person with dark skin, short stature, and appearing to have been exposed to wind and sunshine.
