An hour later.
The Hall Master of the black market returned Zhang Xiaofan's call.
"Hello."
"Mr. Xiaofan, I've found the medicinal herb you wanted," he said.
"But... that place is special; the black market dares not make a move."
"What place?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.
In Nandu, there weren't many places that could make the black market hesitate.
"The Zhengxiu Group."
"After all, the Zhengxiu Group is backed by the Liu Family of Nandu; the black market indeed dares not act recklessly," he explained.
"I hope Mr. Xiaofan can understand."
"It's fine, I'm already very grateful that you could find this for me," replied Zhang Xiaofan.
Zhang Xiaofan understood the concerns of the Hall Master of the black market. If it were just about a person, obviously the Hall Master would fear nothing, otherwise, he wouldn't be the Hall Master of the black market today.
But he had to think about the entire black market.
"Where exactly in the Zhengxiu Group are those herbs?" Zhang Xiaofan asked.
