Collective Trading Room

"Boss! Boss! I believe that fellow you warned us about is negotiating in our building!" The young man who had attended to Lothur a few moments ago said this to the person in charge of the Sector-1 Business House.

Upon hearing that, a middle-aged man took his eyes off the papers on the table he was working on and looked in the direction of that shouting young man.

Seeing that young man dressed in the uniform of that establishment standing beside the entrance door of that office, that member of the Morning Star Academy frowned his eyebrows and stood up from where he was. "Are you sure?" He asked in a grave tone.

"Yes, I attended him myself." That young man nodded his head, promptly giving details about Lothur. "He has long silver hair and an appearance capable of irritating even eunuchs."

"He also seems to have no cultivation, just like the person the boss is looking for."

"Oh? And where is he now?"

"He just walked into one of the collective trading rooms."