Chương 1775: Not Fated To Die

"Confiscated her black token?" The Black Market Chief sneered: "Who had such guts to do that? Chop his hand off for me!" After a pause, he continued speaking with an unhappy expression: "The branches below will need to go through some reorganisation, they don't follow the rules at all."

"Yes." The old man answered, looking down and not daring to speak again.

After a while, the Black Market Chief asked again: "Where is Feng Jiu now?"

"She should be in Xuan Yuan Palace right now." The old man replied, and then he asked: "Master, do you want to invite her over?"

"Forget it, there will be another chance to meet in the future." He waved his hand and motioned for him to leave.

The old man bent down and retreated. As for the Black Market Chief, after the old man had left, he walked over to the window and looked out. The sky was misty and the moon was high, the stars in the night sky were dazzling like bright lights…