Inside Dragon Gate Inn, guests whispered and murmured to each other, discussing whether to buy the information; the waitstaff, carrying their trays, moved between the square tables like little bees flitting through a garden of flowers.
Chen Ji had successively sold seven pieces of information, netting a clear profit of three thousand five hundred taels of Silver, far exceeding his expectations. He had originally planned to sell each piece of information for two hundred taels, and earning over a thousand taels would have been quite good.
Who would have imagined the sudden appearance of 'Third Elder', who abruptly drove up the prices, making Chen Ji's earnings overflow.
The guests who bought the information clenched their brows, leading their respective troops and hurried out the door.
