37: Profit or loss?

The old man listened to Shen Yi and the other person's conversation, his eyes darted, and he took another weapon from the wall; this one was a sword.

"Come, look at this. This one can help you achieve twice the result with half the effort when you go to the secret realm."

Shen Yi took the sword and examined it carefully. It felt quite heavy in his hand.

He thought to himself, if they needed to bring weapons into the secret realm, buying one here would be fine.

"Boss, how much is this one?" Huang Ren, holding the knife with reluctance to part with it, asked.

The boss held up five fingers and said to Huang Ren, "5000 yuan, no bargaining. Fair price for all, absolutely a good knife."

Just as Huang Ren was about to reach for his money, Shen Yi stopped him.

"Boss, can it be cheaper?" Shen Yi looked at the shop owner and asked.

The boss looked up at Shen Yi and said indifferently, "How much are you willing to pay?"

Shen Yi held up five fingers. The boss saw it, nodded, and said, "Five hundred, no problem. Scan the code here."

As he spoke, he took out a QR code from behind him and handed it to Shen Yi.

Shen Yi was stumped. He had originally wanted to ask for a 50% discount, as it was common practice to haggle down to half the price, but before he could even say anything, the boss had already given his own price.

Upon hearing this, Huang Ren happily paid the money, and the two turned and left the shop.

Walking out of the shop, Shen Yi said to Huang Ren, "Did we buy it too expensively? The boss sold it too readily."

"How about we go buy another one? This time, we'll bargain hard," Huang Ren's eyes darted as he said to Shen Yi.

Shen Yi didn't think much of it, feeling that he made sense, and turned back into the shop.

"Boss, we're planning to buy another knife," he said to the boss upon entering the shop.

"No problem, which one do you want to buy? Pick it yourselves," the boss nodded, pointing to the weapons on the wall opposite.

This time, Shen Yi bought a sword, the one the boss had shown him earlier.

"How much is this one?" Shen Yi asked.

"5000 yuan, no bargaining. Fair price for all," the boss repeated his original words.

Shen Yi: "Boss, can it be a bit cheaper?"

Boss: "How much do you say? If it's a good price, I'll sell it to you."

Shen Yi: "100 yuan."

Boss: "Deal, no problem."

Then he took out the QR code, motioning for Shen Yi to scan it.

After scanning, Shen Yi looked at the boss: "Boss, the one we just bought..."

Before Shen Yi could finish, the boss took another one from the wall and handed it to Shen Yi, saying, "I'll give you another one for free. Don't say anything more."

Shen Yi: "..."

Huang Ren: "..."

The two came out of the shop with three weapons, staring at the swords in their hands.

Huang Ren weakly asked, "Shen Yi, do you think it's possible we got ripped off and paid too much?"

Shen Yi: "...Don't talk. I want to be quiet."

Shen Yi looked at the sword in his hand, speechless. The black market truly wasn't a place for decent people.

The two no longer had the mood to visit other places. The three weapons in their hands deeply stung their hearts.

It was getting late, and the two prepared to leave the black market.

Just as they were leaving the street, Shen Yi saw a familiar figure.

The Black-clothed woman who had almost taken his life twice, Ji Luo, also known as Night Owl.

Ji Luo happened to be not far from the entrance to the black market.

Upon encountering this woman again, Shen Yi instinctively tried to hide to the side. Coincidentally, next to him was the small stall that had previously sold the Nine Revolutions Revival Pill.

"Oh, little brother, have you thought it over? Do you want to buy some pills? Guaranteed to be top-quality, they are essential medicine for your home and travels."

The stall owner saw Shen Yi come to his stall again and enthusiastically promoted his pills.

"Boss, I don't need them," Shen Yi quickly declined. This stuff was even more potent than Roundup; who would dare to eat it?

"Doesn't anyone in your family need it? How about I tell your fortune? I see a dark omen on your face; you're bound to suffer a bloody disaster soon."

The boss was also painstakingly trying to sell his pills.

Shen Yi had no time to bother with the boss right now, his eyes constantly glancing at Ji Luo in the distance. He was so afraid of being recognized.

Huang Ren noticed Shen Yi's unusual behavior and asked, "Shen Yi, what's wrong? You look like you've seen something terrifying."

"Huang Ren, leave the black market now and go to the Ability Bureau. Find a captain named Qiao Yi and tell him I'm in danger in the black market," Shen Yi said to Huang Ren with extreme seriousness.

Shen Yi would have liked to call Qiao Yi, but he couldn't remember where he had put the card Qiao Yi gave him earlier, and he hadn't memorized the number on it.

If he called the Ability Bureau rashly, he might be dead before they even arrived.

"Okay, be careful. I'm going now," Huang Ren rarely saw Shen Yi speak so seriously. He knew the gravity of the situation and didn't ask any more questions, heading directly out of the black market.

"Little brother, do you want to have your fortune told? No charge if it's inaccurate," the carpet vendor saw that Shen Yi hadn't paid attention to him and continued to speak.

Seeing that Ji Luo hadn't noticed him over there, the small stall owner kept talking.

Turning his back to Ji Luo, he started chatting with the small stall owner.

"Boss, can you also tell fortunes?" Shen Yi asked casually.

"What are you talking about? When you're always mixing in the jianghu, it's called 'many skills don't weigh you down.' Do you want me to tell your fortune? I see a dark omen on your face; you might have a bloody disaster."

The boss replied proudly to Shen Yi's question.

"Don't look at me selling medicine; it might be a little unreliable, but my family has been fortune-tellers for three generations. No charge if it's inaccurate."

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Shen Yi was a little disbelieving. He had just tried to sell him pills that had instantly poisoned a bird.

The boss was already used to Shen Yi's disbelief and said in a deep voice, "To be honest, my family has been fortune-tellers for three generations, but by the time it reached me, the tradition was almost broken."

"Boss, are you a single dog?"

"What single dog? I have a wife and children," the boss said angrily upon hearing Shen Yi's words.

Shen Yi said expressionlessly, "Then you said the tradition was almost broken."

"What I meant was, by the time it reached me, no one believed in so-called divination anymore. To be honest, my Ability is actually divination, a type of mental Ability," the boss explained.

"There's an Ability like that? This is the first I've heard of it."

"Of course there is. With the resurgence of spiritual energy, people's Abilities are constantly awakening, and all sorts of Abilities appear. Divination Abilities also exist, they're just relatively rare."

As he spoke, the boss took out a brand new deck of poker cards from under the table, opened them, and skillfully shuffled them twice.

He handed the shuffled deck to Shen Yi and said, "Come, think about what you want to do in your heart, draw a card, and I'll tell your fortune."

"Aren't your poker cards a bit too casual?"

Boss: "..."