Feng Jiu glanced at the two of them and said, "This son is looking for you to take care of things." As he spoke, a token was handed over.

When the guard saw the token, his eyes shrank, and he hurriedly took it with both hands, and said respectfully: "Son, please come in, I will report to the steward immediately." ”

One of them quickly took the token and reported it to the steward, while the other took them in, and after handing them over to the people inside, the guards withdrew, and the people inside led them to the boycott hall, where they were served tea and pastries.

The steward, who was chatting and talking with two middle-aged men in another room, heard the knock on the door and couldn't help but curse: "Eyeless thing!" Don't you know that I'm having a distinguished guest? ”

There was a pause in the knock on the door outside, and the guard hesitated, but still reported: "Steward, someone came with a black order to see the steward." ”

Hearing this, the steward inside was slightly surprised, looked at the other two, saw that the two nodded, and then said, "Come in!" ”

When the guards came in, they didn't dare to look around, but respectfully handed over the black order in their hands: "Steward, this is the black order of our black market, and our subordinates don't dare to slack off, so let people take them to the lobby." ”

The steward took a look and saw that it was actually their black market, which represented the noble black market, so he couldn't help but be slightly surprised, handed the black order to the two people sitting on the side, and asked at the same time: "What kind of person is this person who came with the black order?" ”

"It's a very handsome boy in red, just fifteen or sixteen years old, with only two attendants, a man and a woman." The guard reported.

"Well, you go down first!" He waved his hand and motioned for him to stand down.

"Yes."

The guard stepped back, the door closed, and the voices of the three in the room were heard again.

"This black order is indeed our black market, every black order gift must be registered and reported, and it is not easy for ordinary people to get a black order, how can a young boy have such a black order?"

"No matter how he got it, now that he has arrived with the black order, I have to go and see it." The steward said that when he wanted to retrieve the black order, he saw that the middle-aged man holding the black order moved his hand and avoided it, he was slightly stunned, looked at him, and did not know what he meant.

"This black order doesn't recognize people." He looked at the steward and suddenly said something like this.

The steward and the middle-aged man on the side were stunned, paused for a while, and after a long time, the steward frowned slightly, and said: "In this way, I'm afraid it's not good, we are all doing things in the black market, we should know the rules, and besides, the young man can get the black order, and his identity is not simple, if you let the above know, the consequences are not something we can afford." ”

"I'll go with you! I also want to know, what is the origin of this young man? Can you actually have a black order? The middle-aged man stood up, looked at the black order in his hand, and said, "Maybe this black order is not his." ”

The man next to him wanted to persuade something, but he just moved his lips, and finally didn't say anything, but stood up together, meaning that he also intended to see what kind of person he was.

Knowing their thoughts, the steward sighed lightly and said, "But I still have to remind you first, the other party can come over with the black order, and he is the most honored guest in our black market, and you can't mess around." ”

"Messing around? Hehe, you're thinking too much. The middle-aged man smiled and made a gesture of please, letting him go first.

So, the three of them left the room and headed to the lobby......