122: Mysterious Location

"Then... where are we going?" Lin Yu asked, following his words.

Wang Han grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, his smile carrying a hint of mystery and triumph.

"Of course, we're going to a good place."

"The Four Great Potion Merchants? Hmph, not even a dog would go there!"

"Their so-called cutting-edge goods don't even qualify to be put on shelves in the place we're going."

"The things there are the real top-quality items."

Wang Han kept them in suspense, not directly revealing the location, but suddenly stomped on the accelerator.

The black armored off-road vehicle let out a roar, instantly accelerating, skillfully weaving through traffic, and speeding towards a direction completely unfamiliar to Lin Yu.

The car headed west, gradually veering away from the bustling city center and entering a desolate old industrial zone on the outskirts of Linzhou City.

Abandoned factories and rusty pipes formed the main color palette here, and the air was filled with the smell of decaying metal.

"Hold on tight."

Wang Han skillfully drove while observing the two young people in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

Wang Qingxuan's posture was very standard, her hands on her lap, her body slightly rising and falling with the bumps of the vehicle, but her whole person exuded a calm demeanor. Only her gaze out the window revealed a hint of nervousness.

Lin Yu, on the other hand, was a completely different sight.

He leaned back in his seat, his posture relaxed, even somewhat lazy, as if he wasn't going to some dragon's den or tiger's lair, but rather for a drive in the suburbs.

Wang Han was very satisfied with this.

"Xiao Yu, your courage is commendable! Stronger than Qingxuan's."

"Remember, once we go in, speak less, observe more, and stick close to me."

Wang Han began his "pre-battle mobilization," lowering his voice to create a tense and solemn atmosphere.

"The people inside are from all walks of life, everything imaginable. Don't make eye contact with anyone, and definitely don't initiate conversations. Understand?"

"I'll handle everything; you two just pretend to be mute."

Every word he spoke carried the gravitas of someone who had "been there, done that."

Wang Qingxuan nodded gently, her body unconsciously tensing up a bit.

Lin Yu also nodded along.

He did indeed nod, but his heart was already almost numb.

This place... this route... Wang Han had driven him around and around... he was dizzy, and now he saw it.

Isn't this the way to the Black Market's West District entrance?

Before his rise to prominence, he was a regular here.

These past two days, he had even treated the Black Market as his home.

Uncle Wang's grave demeanor, as if facing a formidable enemy, was exactly like a law-abiding citizen mustering the courage to run a red light for the first time.

The contrast was too strong, leaving Lin Yu unsure how to react for a moment.

He could only continue to remain silent.

Wang Qingxuan noticed Lin Yu's calmness, a calmness that was out of place with the tense atmosphere her father deliberately created. She found it a bit strange but didn't ask anything.

The vehicle twisted and turned, finally stopping in front of a massive abandoned warehouse.

The warehouse's roller shutter door was tightly closed, and the walls were covered in graffiti, making it look unremarkable.

"This is it."

Wang Han turned off the engine but didn't get out of the car immediately.

He took out his phone, his fingers rapidly tapping on the screen, as if checking some secret code or procedure.

Once, twice, three times.

A fine layer of sweat even appeared on his forehead.

"Alright."

Wang Han let out a long breath and turned to admonish the back seat again.

"Last warning, stick close to me, don't wander off, don't look around, don't speak!"

After saying that, he took a deep breath and pushed open the car door.

Lin Yu and Wang Qingxuan also got out of the car.

Wang Han walked to an inconspicuous corner of the warehouse and tapped a rusty iron plate five times in a specific rhythm.

"Dong. Dong dong. Dong. Dong."

The faint sound of gears turning came from behind the iron plate, and a hidden door, just wide enough for one person to pass through, slowly slid open.

In the dim passage, a few faint yellow lights glowed.

"Let's go."

Wang Han led the way, walking in first.

Lin Yu followed behind, his last bit of hope shattered.

This entrance, this secret code, he knew them all too well.

He had entered and exited through this entrance countless times.

Passing through the narrow passage, the noisy yet strangely orderly human voices rushed forward.

Colorful neon signs, strangely shaped buildings, and various professionals with different auras coming and going... The Black Market, they had arrived.

Wang Qingxuan saw this scene for the first time and completely froze. She instinctively leaned closer to her father, not daring to look around.

Wang Han, on the other hand, straightened his back, shielding his daughter behind him, his face showing a triumphant look of "See, your old man can handle this."

He led the two "newbies," navigating through the crowd with practiced ease.

But he even forgot to do the most basic disguise. Lin Yu was momentarily unsure what Uncle Wang had been checking for so long.

However, with him there, there was no need to be so cautious anymore.

Since they were here, Lin Yu probably already guessed Wang Han's destination.

He glanced at the navigation address displayed on Wang Han's phone, seemingly inadvertently.

【Old Ghost Hall (Headquarters)】

Indeed.

Lin Yu's heart completely calmed down, even feeling a bit like laughing.

After going in a big circle, the "good place" in Uncle Wang's mouth, where even the goods from the Four Great Potion Merchants weren't qualified to be put on shelves, that "mysterious channel" with true top-quality items, was the pharmacy he supplied.

That's fine too.

It's a good chance to go back and check the situation.

Didn't the Black Market Management Office people come knocking? It's a good time to see what they want.

And while he was at it, he also needed to make arrangements for Uncle Wang.

This elder's rough charm and enthusiasm had indeed moved Lin Yu.

His father's jade token, usable only once, represented a favor so heavy it needed to be calculated.

But Wang Han's actions seemed to tell him that between family, there was no need for calculation.

Lin Yu remembered this kindness.

"See? The potions here, their quality can't be compared to those common goods outside."

Wang Han continued to "educate" Lin Yu and Wang Qingxuan as they walked.

"Every bottle has undergone the strictest screening. Although expensive, it's expensive for a reason."

"Especially a batch of new goods they recently launched, the effects are simply miraculous! I pulled many strings to get internal purchase qualifications."

Wang Han's face was full of pride.

It was the pride of a middle-aged man, in his area of expertise, showcasing his connections and abilities to the younger generation.

Lin Yu: "..."

If it weren't for him providing the goods, he would have believed it.

Was this the marketing plan of Old Ghost and Old Seven, or was it something Uncle Wang made up while bragging?

He vaguely remembered that he won by low prices and quality no less than that of the potion merchants.

The key was low prices, being affordable.

Lin Yu suppressed the urge to complain, just silently following behind.

Wang Qingxuan also recovered from her initial nervousness. She curiously observed everything around her, then her gaze fell on Lin Yu.

She noticed that ever since entering this bizarre place, Lin Yu hadn't shown any emotional fluctuations.

No nervousness, no curiosity, not even a trace of surprise.

He was like someone strolling in his own backyard.

This Brother Lin Yu, whom she hadn't seen in a long time... was a bit strange.