Apocalypse Descent: Farming with My Harem Chapter 1128 - 398: News from the City’s Black Market and th

Of course, Cao Xing had no intention of trying his luck.

After all, this is the real world, and those who can operate in the Black Market, aren’t they all elites in this field?

They have long been familiar with the goods in their hands.

Trying to find a bargain from them is incredibly difficult.

But that doesn’t stop so good things from appearing in the Black Market.

Cao Xing said, "I’m quite interested in this Black Market."

A smile appeared on Jes’s face once again.

Through this period of understanding these Otherworldly Lords,

whenever they hear about the Black Market, it’s like hearing news of a rare beauty appearing, each finding every possible way to get in.

So it’s expected that Cao Xing wouldn’t refuse.

rchant Jes continued, "Alright, Lord Cao Xing, but the Black Market has fixed opening tis."

"It’s generally open twice a month."

"You’ve co at the right ti, tomorrow evening is the day the Underground Black Market opens."

"At that ti, I can take you there."

Cao Xing imdiately replied, "Thank you."

Jes shook his head with a smile, then continued.

"Brother Cao Xing, there are still matters waiting for at the guild, so I won’t disturb you here."

"My attendant will take you to the Viersing Tavern."

"Tomorrow, after you’re done with your matters, co find , and I’ll take you to stroll around the Black Market."

Cao Xing nodded slightly, "Go ahead with your work, Jes."

The middle-aged man nodded, then quickly left with several attendants.

Only a young face remained, looking about sixteen or seventeen.

This was the attendant Jes left to attend to them.

"Lord Cao Xing, would you like to go to the Tavern now, or later?"

"If you’d like to walk around the city for a bit, I can guide you."

The young man’s attitude was excellent.

To him, anyone valued this highly by his vice president was definitely a big figure.

So calling him Lord was only natural.

Cao Xing said, "No need, just take us straight to the Tavern."

"Alright."

The young man turned and said, "Lord Cao Xing, please follow ."

With that, he led Cao Xing and his party forward.

Soon, they passed several streets and arrived directly at the central area of rlin City.

At the intersection ahead, a massive construction appeared.

At least ten ters tall, it was divided into upper, middle, and lower levels.

The building’s outer walls were constructed of dark giant stones, exuding a sense of weight, with a pointed roof covered with black tiles.

In front was a grand oak door.

Above the door hung a plaque with the words "Viersing Tavern" in large letters.

The young man beside him said, "Lord, we’ve arrived."

With that, he stepped forward and pushed open the oak door for them.

Cao Xing followed him in.

Before his eyes imdiately appeared a spacious hall.

Contrary to the bustling and clamorous scenes of other taverns, this place emanated a unique atmosphere.

The guests inside were very quiet, each sitting at their table, either talking softly with companions or savoring the fine wine in their cups alone.

The tavern’s decor was not extravagant; instead, it revealed a kind of understated luxury.

Beautiful oil paintings hung on the walls, and the ceiling had rustic chandeliers emitting soft light.

On the left side of the first-floor hall, there was a small stage.

A group of well-dressed people sat around a table, seemingly waiting for sothing.

Only people with status in the city could co here.

Therefore, they maintained their deanor, their movents full of elegance and composure.

Of course, to Cao Xing, they were just a bunch of hypocrites.

Glamorous in public, but probably more devious in private.

anwhile, the young attendant said, "Lord Cao Xing, please wait here a mont while I speak with the tavern staff."

Cao Xing nodded, "Go ahead."

The young man quickly left.

anwhile, a graceful figure lifted the curtain behind the stage and walked out slowly.

Soone exclaid, "Miss Gweneth has co out."

Instantly, the entire tavern fell silent.

Everyone’s gaze was drawn to the graceful figure on stage, dozens of eyes fixed on her.

This woman walked gracefully, wearing a performance outfit in orange and blue tones, with an orange top like burning Fla, vivid and dazzling.

On her head, a red round hat, golden hair slightly pinned up, with a few strands hanging by her cheeks.

Long legs clad in two-toned stockings, the outfit seed quite peculiar.

It’s the attire minstrels wear during performances, with vibrant and unique colors designed to better attract passersby.

However, no matter how distinct her clothing was, it couldn’t conceal her stunning face.

Her beauty was not the kind crafted through careful grooming, but a natural kind of beauty.

At this mont, she elegantly arrived at the center of the stage and then slowly sat down.

Right foot hooked around her left ankle, she began to tune her lute.

"Zheng zheng..."

The strings produced slight tremors.

During her tuning, the tavern echoed with subtle discussions.

So talked about her looks, and others about her voice.