You Mingyu talked with the secret practitioners for a full two hours. After their meeting, the secret practitioners walked out of the room. When they saw Lu Shu, they each respectfully greeted Lu Shu. "Greetings, The Venerable."
"Go do what you have to do." Lu Shu nodded his head. The secret practitioners in this black market who did not know You Mingyu, the Lord, and the Venerable, were likely new to the black market.
The veterans in the Route 301 black market knew one thing. They could not provoke these three people. The Lord loved to covet small advantages, but had no ill intentions. The Venerable was often buoyant, but his words pierced the heart. You Mingyu seemed weak, but had murderous intent behind his smile.
When some new secret practitioners heard about this, they held their chest in shock. "Pierce the heart?! How?"
