Chương 212: Chapter 211 Roll

The moon was high in the sky.

Chen Mu changed his appearance and figure, had the Five Ghosts Pathfinding for him, and took a circuitous route back to rest in the cellar in the hollow.

He didn't care about the newcomers in the Underground Market.

Profit margins were already low from buying and selling on the Ghost Ship.

And now, he had to increase the amounts being sent out... Ha!

"Probably some greenhorn just starting out," Chen Mu shook his head.

Looking at the other party's crude disguise, it was clear they were inexperienced.

It wouldn't take long for the increasingly poor profits to teach them a lesson.

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Low Hill Courtyard.

Chen Mu lay in the rocking chair, swaying back and forth.

Next to him on a short table was a White Jade Plate, and above a fist-sized bronze incense burner, the air twisted with heat carrying a faint sweet fragrance rising up.

Chen Mu's lips moved, his voice low as if coming from deep within his abdomen.