Due to the registration process, each visitor from the martial world would be invited into the only shelter in the courtyard in turn.
Some left demurely after a moment, while others emerged with joy. Presumably, the items they held for trade had been acknowledged by the Iron Bone Sect.
Shi Xiaole noticed astutely that whenever those suspected of successful exchange walked out, several ominous glances were cast from the crowd.
Some even followed them covertly.
This happened every year. Some people didn't even bring items for trade, just came to stir up trouble and look for easy prey.
The smartest ones were those who gave no reaction, or deliberately acted as if they had failed, even though the exchange was successful.
Of course, not all those who wore their emotions on their sleeves were fools; perhaps they had complete confidence in their abilities and deemed it unnecessary to hide.
