October 30th, early morning.
Lear got up, quickly washed and enjoyed a hearty breakfast prepared by Blando.
Although he enjoyed the best in Weilu City, he had to admit that there was still a significant difference.
A simple breakfast could be made into a spectacle, with twenty or thirty different dishes.
Where in the swamp would there be time for such things? Just getting enough to eat is considered good.
After breakfast, Lear took Blando and two more astute employees and headed out directly.
Today there were two targets... the black market and the slave market.
The intel that had been refreshed previously revealed a piece of 4-star purple intel—
The black market in Lorand City, the second street, the seventh stall, for the next month, there will be a silver-haired man in black setting up a stall here. The silver mask in his possession is the key to unlocking the ancient ruins—the Bloody Arena.
Ancient ruins!
