Over there, after Feng Jiu inquired, he learned that Guan Xirin had not been to the black market, so he left a message to inform her of the inn where she was staying now, so he walked back to the arena, returned to the first row and sat down to continue watching the competition.

And after Feng Jiu left, an old man walked out of the shadows with his beard and stared thoughtfully at the direction where Feng Jiu left.

The middle-aged steward glanced at the message left by Feng Jiu, and put it aside casually, not paying much attention to it, however, when he caught a glimpse of the old man of their black market quietly appearing behind him out of the corner of his eye, his face changed in fright, and he hurriedly walked over and saluted respectfully.

"Elder, why are you here? Is there any command? ”

The old man glanced at the steward and asked, "What did the young man in red tell you?" ”

As soon as he heard this, the steward hurriedly said: "The young man came to inquire about a person named Guan Xirin, saying that he went out to practice with our mercenary group in the black market, and asked if he had come here to inquire about his news, and his subordinates had not heard of the person and told him no, so the young man left the address, saying that if Guan Xirin came to ask, he would tell him the inn where he lived." ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly handed the address that he had put aside to the old man with both hands.

The old man took it and glanced at it, and asked, "Do we have a mercenary group going out on a mission in the black market?" ”

"There are no ones on our side, it is estimated that they are mercenary groups from other sub-cities." As the steward spoke, seeing the old man's thoughtful expression, he asked, "Elder, what's wrong with that young man?" Do you need your subordinates to send someone to keep an eye on? ”

Hearing this, the old man glanced at him and explained: "Don't make random arrangements, when nothing happens, just do the things he has to do." The old man handed the address back to the steward, and then stepped back with his hands.

Seeing this, the steward was slightly surprised, and he could get an explanation from the elder, so that he could handle the young man's affairs well, which shows that the young man's background is extraordinary, perhaps, which big family is the son of? However, with the power of their black market, they would never pretend to be the children of which families, so who is that young man?

Although he was curious, he also knew that if the elder didn't say it, it wasn't for him to ask, so he wrote down the address and explained it to the people below, paying attention to whether there was anyone named Guan Xirin coming over in the past two days.

As for the elder, he thought thoughtfully all the way, as if he had seen the young man's appearance somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

In the front row of the arena, Xiao Yihan looked at the young man who had been quietly watching the battle on the stage, and said with a smile: "Little brother, haven't you seen such a competition before?" In fact, these are professional fighters, and the black market also has rules that will not hurt their lives, even if it is a one-body injury, the people in the black market will provide treatment. ”

Hearing this, Feng Jiu was slightly surprised, and when he glanced at him, he knew why he said this, and couldn't help but smile: "Well, I know, the world is such a reality, even if some people don't care, they will be divided into three, six, nine and so on." ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Yes, this is the rule of the world, and only strength can speak, the strong survive, the birth of a strong man is not only a personal honor, but also will drive his family, make his family strong, and no one dares to bully." ”

Speaking of this, he smiled: "My family has given me a death order, within a year, I must become the first ten Tianjiao of Nebula Academy. ”