Five minutes later, they gradually began to see the road ahead.
The lights were growing brighter.
In front, two tall middle-aged men were standing guard, exuding a distinct aura, or rather, a presence that ordinary people couldn't detect.
These two men actually possessed Inner Strength, though not much, it was indeed real.
Zhang Xiaomeng sighed. Such people were rarely seen in daily life, generally staying in the mountains or becoming assassins. Yet here, two men with Inner Strength were guarding the entrance, signaling this place was indeed out of the ordinary.
After showing their passes, the three of them entered through the gate. Inside, the lighting was ample, with dazzling lights. There weren't many colors, but they were clear and visible, and the space was large yet noisy.
Various stalls came into view, along with many antiques. It was permitted here to find someone and sell directly one-on-one.
Before long, someone began to hawk a Buddha niche at the three of them.
