The old streets were bustling with people. The sounds of peddlers, dogs barking, children crying, and the noise filled the market ...
Zhao Yu wrapped his long robe tightly around himself, feeling the hat on his head getting heavier and heavier, as if he was wearing Sun Wukong's spell.
Ding Lan brought Zhao Yu through the market, and they soon arrived in front of a white two-story building.
Hu lingye lived on the second floor of this small building. The first floor was a shop that sold spices, and the strong smell of spices was everywhere ...
Information broker ...
Zhao Yu muttered in his heart. He was unfamiliar with this term, as he had not come into contact with it before.
According to Ding Lan, the so-called information peddler was someone who used illegal channels to obtain information that others wanted, and then sold it at a high price.
