The stall owner of the lock stall was wearing a black cloak, his face was covered, and when he saw someone coming, he didn't mean to get up, and what he was holding in his hand was also a metal block, looking like a lock, intently carving patterns.

Someone came and didn't pay attention to it, Lu Juan glanced back at the other stalls behind him, obviously it may also be the tacit habit of this sea market.

In fact, there are not too many locks on this stall, dozens of them, some exquisite and some ingenious, but unfortunately there doesn't seem to be the kind that Li Yuantuo has brought down.

At this time, the forsythia seems to have finished reading it, and her brows are tightly knit as if she can trap a fly.

Looking up, he shook his head.

Li Yuan was still looking down and studying, but obviously he was about to see the bottom, Lu Wan's heart was a little heavy, it seemed that this kind of lock might not be found.

After Li Yuan finished checking, he shook his head at Lu Wan with an ugly face.

Lu Wan made a decision.

Remove the drawing lock from the sleeve.

"Boss, have you ever seen a lock like this?" Lu Wan showed a drawing of the lock style.

The boss who was originally carving was stunned when he heard the movements in his hand, and slowly looked up at the drawings in Lu Wan's hand.

However, the boss's reaction was calm,

"Yes." His tone was flat, as if it wasn't important, and he continued to lower his head and focus on carving after replying.

Lu Wan was slightly surprised, how strange the people in this sea market were.

Hearing the stall owner say that he had seen it, Li Yuan also stood up straight.

"Boss, do you have this kind of lock for sale here??"

"No, this kind of lock is a lock within the Covenant clan, and it has a special meaning, except for their internal locks

, no one will sell" The man seemed to recognize it after just one glance, and he stopped looking.

Seeing this, Lu Wan's eyes moved slightly.

"Can you tell us about this lock?" Lu Wan asked tentatively.

"What's there to talk about locks? ...... Sorry, the lock is originally meant to lock the secret, and we who sell locks can't easily tell others how to open the lock. Besides, this kind of lock is not ordinary."

The stall owner said lightly.

Lu Wan was sure that this person knew the lock, and even mentioned the lock in his words, and the person had completely guessed their intentions.

"You don't have to say so hard in business, I don't believe you're the only one selling locks on the whole street." Forsythia was a little annoyed and glared at him fiercely.

The black-robed man didn't care, and smiled coldly, as if he was laughing at Forsythia's indiscretion.

Lu Wan groaned for a moment.

"Boss, may I ask what the name of this lock is?"

Lu Juan's question made the already frozen atmosphere strange.

Forsythia looked at Lu Wan in some surprise, and Li Yuan also didn't understand.

The movement in the black-robed man's hand paused slightly, and he slowly raised his head.

This time, Lu Juan saw this person's eyes, which were not small, slightly narrow, and there was a little cold and arrogant in his eyes.

"I see that the locks on your shop seem to have names carved on them, so we should have them too, right?"

Lu Wan was playing with a lock in his hand, and a small name was engraved on the back, very small, the size of a child's fingernail.

She spoke with a non-aggressive smile on her face, as if she was really just curious.

"Kiran Lock." The black-robed man suddenly spoke, his voice very soft.

"Oh." Lu Wan nodded, squatted down, and was at the height of the black-robed boss who was sitting.