In the early morning, with a few rays of golden sunlight shining down, the night in Baiyun District came to an end.

Countless rats immediately hid back in their dark burrows, waiting for the next night's revelry.

Although there are still few pedestrians on the street, most of the businesses in Baiyun District have already started to get busy, putting their goods on the counter early and cleaning them carefully.

Since the Baiyun Martial Arts Hall came to power, the order of this neighborhood has been much calmer, there are more customers coming and going, and most of the people are doing better business than before.

Although the protection fee is now heavier than before, many people are willing. After all, now, there will be no more gangsters who suddenly come to the door to extort money, and there will be no scuffles from time to time, flying into a bunch of broken hands and feet to scare customers away from the store.

As long as they are willing to abide by the rules of the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion, every shop can live a good life without being disturbed, and many people have begun to thank the pavilion owner Green for his kindness.

Noz stepped on the early morning sun and walked into the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion, and many people in the hall on the first floor had already arrived earlier than him.

Standing at the door, he happened to meet a familiar student, and just about to say hello, he was pulled to the side.

As soon as Noz wanted to get angry, he saw the other party wink. Following his gaze, a tall young man walked in at the door, also wearing the same martial arts gym training uniform as them, but the golden cloud pattern embroidered on his chest showed his identity as an elite student.

The two stood aside to make way for him, but the other didn't even bother to look at them and walked straight into the elevator. A moment later, the number that lit up above the stairs indicated that he was going to play on the fourth floor, the floor dedicated to elite disciples.

"Fourth floor, when can we go up to ......?"

His companion said with a look of envy.

Noz's face became gloomy, his qualifications were very ordinary, and he could only train in the hall on the first floor as an ordinary student.

His personality is also very withdrawn, he is not taken seriously in the martial arts hall, and the training room on the second and third floors is always reserved by the coach for students with better qualifications, and it is rarely his turn.

This made him, who had been doted on at home, completely unacceptable, and he didn't want to wear the practice uniform that symbolized the elite disciple all the time.

With it, you can really walk outside on behalf of the martial arts hall, enjoy the blessings and various benefits of the martial arts hall, and even participate in the huge underground trade.

"Hmph, it won't be long before I can go to the fourth floor. ”

Noz snorted coldly and said with a pretended disdain.

"It's good that the coach with your qualifications can give you a few more additional training alone, and you still want to go up to the fourth floor to become an elite disciple? His companion sneered mercilessly.

Noz did not refute this, with his qualifications, it was indeed impossible to be promoted. However, if the task given to him by his father today can be successfully completed, maybe the hall master will directly promote him to an elite disciple as soon as he is satisfied.

Thinking of this, his heart was hot, and regardless of the companions next to him, he went straight to the front desk of the martial arts hall and made his request to a staff member.

"You want to see the Pavilion's Master, and if you have something to do with your status, the most you can do is see Director Pompeii, who will decide whether or not to report your request to the Pavilionmaster. ”

The fox looked at him suspiciously, and the staff thought that the ordinary student in front of him was not in his normal mind.

"Director Pompeii......? That's okay, I have something very important to report to the museum owner, and the director of Pompeii will definitely agree to it!"

After much of his request, the man reluctantly agreed, got up and took him up the elevator to the sixth floor. Pausing in front of a lavishly decorated room, he turned to Noz and warned, "Director Pompeii's temper is not good, you better make sure you're really in trouble." ”

Seeing Nozzy nod heavily, he knocked on the door and walked in.

After a while, he pushed the door open and came out, motioning for Noz to let him in.

Director Pompeii sat behind his desk, with short white hair, looking lean, with a pair of gold-trimmed glasses, and stern eyes looking at Noz through the lenses.

"Tell me, what's the matter with you. I'm busy, you'd better not have nonsense. ”

He didn't let Noz sit down, and Noz stood still and began to tell the director about his father.

After listening to his words, Director Pompeii's eyes flashed with a gleam, and his fingers unconsciously began to tap on the table, thinking carefully.

He really can't do this thing, and he needs to report it to Green. Although he didn't know if Green would agree, he still asked Noz to go back and wait first, and go to the ninth floor himself.

Noz was taken back to the first floor, where he guessed if the owner would agree while attending training, and was reprimanded by the coach for being absent-minded.

As time passed, Noz began to get nervous, and his heart gradually sank.

It wasn't until the morning was passing that someone came to inform him to go and see the owner.

With a long sigh of relief, Noz finally put his mind at ease, as long as the owner was willing to see him, it meant that he was already interested in his business.

Being led into the elevator and all the way to the ninth floor, where he had never been before, Noz began to feel slightly excited.

He had only seen Pavilion Master Green a few times from afar, let alone come to the top floor where even ordinary elite disciples were not qualified to come up.

As the elevator slowly stopped, and the two doors pushed open in either direction, Noz saw the ninth floor for the first time.

Green's office was very large and conspicuous, taking up half of the entire floor, and no one else was there except for the two attendants at the door, who were on call at all times.

The attendant knocked on the door for him, and closed it as soon as he let him in alone.

As soon as Noz entered, he bowed respectfully, and secretly raised his eyes to look at the figure sitting behind the desk.

Green had just come out of the cultivation room at this time, and the fighting spirit in his body had not yet calmed down, and there was still a terrifying momentum on his body, which made people feel fearful like a fierce beast.

The sun outside the window had risen very high, and the dazzling sunlight shone behind Green through the glass mirror on the exterior of the building, elongating his shadow all the way in front of Noz, setting off Green's momentum more and more deep as the sea.

Green didn't speak, and he didn't dare to straighten his waist, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

Ignoring Noz, Green first took a document on the table in his hand and looked through it casually, this was the information that the martial arts hall had just collected for him.

The ordinary student named Noz in front of him, his father Orlinor, was a notorious slave trader with several slave trapping teams under his command, specializing in secretly capturing the people of several small countries around the empire on the border to sell, sometimes the harvest was too poor and even used the inhabitants of his own country to impersonate.

The empire was founded on knights, and it has always admired the virtues of knights, and strictly forbade this kind of slave trade. Although the slave market behind the scenes is still very popular, it is still resisted on the surface.

The major nobles of Julu City also have a lot of private affairs behind their backs, but for the sake of face, they are still ashamed to be in the company of slave traders like Orino, so as not to be used by other nobles as a means to attack them.

In addition, there have been several incidents of making his own people dumb and pretending to be foreign slaves, which has caused a lot of trouble, and several small forces that originally cooperated with him have also stopped cooperating.

Therefore, he could only sell the captured slaves piecemeal, and the sales were much less.

Now that he has heard of Green's rise, he hopes to cooperate with Green to hold a slave auction and sell the slaves he has at a good price.

After roughly skimming through the information in his hand, and seeing that Noz was still bent over and almost unable to stand, Green spoke to tell him to stand up.

There was a lot of sweat on his forehead, but Noz didn't dare reach out to wipe it. After straightening up, he was able to clearly see the whole picture of Green.

In the sunlight, the blonde hair looked extremely shiny, exuding a faint luster. From that young face, it can be seen that the age is incomparably different from him, but that deep majesty makes people dare not underestimate him because of this.

"Owner, my father has specially prepared a batch of high-quality goods this time, which will definitely satisfy you. ”

"Your father seems to have said this many times before, but it was found that he was holding the number of civilians in the Empire, which makes it hard for me to believe what you said. ”

Green's tone was flat, and it was hard to hear the fluctuations.

"Pavilion master, I can guarantee that my father will definitely cooperate sincerely this time! I will never dare to deceive you even if I borrow his life!"

Noz replied quickly, in a very sincere tone.

Green looked at him quietly, and the information said that this was Orino's only son, and he loved him very much. Now that he was sent to the martial arts hall to convey the news, it was enough to prove the sincerity of the other party.

The windfall profits of the slave trade were well known, and although it had a bad reputation, Green never cared if his reputation was good or bad.

What's more, several newspapers of some commercial houses are promoting him, and from time to time they compile some touching deeds and put them on his head, and he has already been designated as one of the top ten people who moved Julu City this year. Even if some negative news spreads, it will be quickly suppressed, and civilians will never be able to access the truth of the matter.

"Have your father come to me the night after tomorrow with his goods, and wait until I've seen them before making a decision. ”

Hearing Green's words, a hint of surprise flashed in Noz's eyes, as long as there are no problems in the future, this is almost equivalent to acquiescence.

With the Baiyun Martial Arts Pavilion as the backstage, this slave auction will definitely be held smoothly.

In this regard, Noz is full of confidence, as long as this cooperation goes smoothly, he must be able to quickly promote to an elite disciple and be more closely connected with the martial arts hall.

During this time, Nozz, who had seen the majesty of the martial arts hall with his own eyes, was already full of yearning for it.

With a humble smile, he retreated step by step to the door, and bowed respectfully before pushing the door and leaving.

And this is just some of the embellishments of Green's daily life, and every day there are countless people who are eager to participate in the reintegrated Baiyun District, and there are countless people who want to see him.

Every day after nightfall, the gold coins flowing through the underground world of the Baiyun District are enough to captivate the eyes of countless people.

Under Green's rule, the days in Baiyun District were more orderly and prosperous than before, and the nights were deeper and darker.

Soon, two days later, a long convoy drove into the Baiyun District, the carriages covered with a black cloth, and the occasional sobbing could be heard from inside.