Chapter 511 The Humble Assistant Officer, the Underground Black Market

A suspicious question, "Isn't it reasonable?" Mu Chengmao's expression changed on the spot.

Not daring to hesitate in the slightest, Mu Chengmao said respectfully.

"His Royal Highness is far-sighted and far-sighted. This subordinate is stupid. He failed to understand His Highness's thinking and asked unnecessary questions. This subordinate knows his mistake, and I implore His Highness not to blame him."

While speaking, Mu Chengmao's eyes glanced at Li Qinyu quietly, and then quickly withdrew his head and lowered his head to make a humble appearance.

He didn't doubt Qin Zhe's words, nor did he dare to doubt them.

The hierarchical system of the underworld is extremely strict.

Offending a superior is a taboo, and offending a king is simply a capital offense.

He just asked that question just out of curiosity, never thought that Qin Zhe's reaction would be so "intense".

Thinking of someone's illustrious reputation in the underworld, Mu Chengmao couldn't help but sweat on his forehead.

The key point is that this man who dared to kill the Elders when he was still in the Chujiang Palace, did not dare to have any temper after the Elders were over.

Don't look at Mu Chengmao's head as the third assistant official of the Temple of the Wheel, but his position is not very high.

The assistant officer is not a position as the left and right hand to assist the runner king, but a large-scale organization in the runner hall to better manage the black market of practitioners scattered all over the Dragon Kingdom.

There are 3,000 people in this establishment, all of whom are assistant officials.

The Dragon Kingdom has a large population, and the proportion of practitioners is also the highest in the world.

Every city in the Dragon Kingdom has a large number of practitioners.

Where there are practitioners, there is a market.

Zhuanlundian is in charge of commerce and trade in the black market, so naturally it will not let go of any city.

Therefore, under the secret operation of the Temple of the Wheel, there is a black market for practitioners in every city in the Dragon Kingdom.

Every black market is guarded by more than two assistant officials of the Temple of the Wheel.

Mu Chengmao sits in the black market of cultivators in the capital, and he can be called the top in the assistant officer system.

But in Zhuanlun Temple, he is actually just a grassroots person, not even a member of the management team.

Just like that, how dare he offend Qin Zhe?

Qin Zhe didn't even know the office of the runner hall, so naturally he didn't know that the assistant officer was actually the younger brother of the runner hall.

But being licked by Mu Chengmao fiercely, he somewhat realized that the former was not a big shot.

Although the ten halls of the underworld are a united front, each of the ten halls performs its duties clearly.

If the assistant officer was a relatively high position, Mu Chengmao would not be so humble in front of him.

He has no control over the affairs of the Temple of the Wheel, but the King of Wheels.

Unless the latter really did something to corrupt the "ethos" of the underworld and really offended him, even if he was King Yama, he would not be able to interfere with other branch halls at will.

Seeing that Mu Chengmao lowered his head, almost touching the floor, Qin Zhe smiled wryly.

He thought to himself that he didn't show off much, he just pretended a little, why is this person afraid of being like this?

Looking at Li Qinyu next to him, he didn't know what to think of and his head drooped, Qin Zhe waved his hands.

"Don't kneel, get up and talk."

Mu Chengmao is a smart man, and very shrewd.

If not, it would be impossible for him to win the third position among the assistant officers and sit in such a good place as the capital.

Hearing Qin Zhe's more casual voice, he immediately knew that His Highness Hades did not blame him.

Quietly relieved, Mu Chengmao got up and said.

"Thank you for your kindness, my lord."

In front of Li Qinyu, he would naturally not be so stupid as to call Qin Zhe His Highness the King of Hades.

After all, the underworld cannot see the light.

Li Qinyu is not a member of the underworld, and Qin Zhe may not have contacted her in any capacity, so he dare not speak casually.

Because of Mu Chengmao's humble attitude towards Qin Zhe, Li Qinyu vaguely realized something.

Hearing that Mu Chengmao respectfully called Qin Zhe an "adult", she immediately understood that someone was involved in the black market and had a very high status.

This discovery surprised Li Qinyu, but also puzzled her.

Obviously someone is involved in the black market, why does he act as if he has never heard of the black market and is still very interested when he hears about the black market?

Facing Li Qinyu's apprehensive and slightly curious gaze, Qin Zhe couldn't help raising his hand and rubbing his slightly painful brows.

Not long ago, he enjoyed being able to get along with Li Qinyu normally, and he was also a little happy because the latter regarded him as a friend.

As a result, within half an hour, the relationship seemed a bit irreversible.

Secretly helpless, Qin Zhe looked at Mu Chengmao and said.

"I heard that you need to be certified to enter the black market. How do you go about the specific process?"

"My lord, you really know how to joke. Why do you need special certification when you go to the black market?"

Mu Chengmao laughed aloud, raised his hand and pinched his hand to pat a corner of the office.

As Fa Jue touched the wall, a glimmer of light flickered across the wall revealing a wooden door.

"My lord, through this portal, you can go directly to the VIP area of ​​the black market with Li...Miss Li. The villain has a duty tonight, so I can't accompany you tonight, please forgive me."

Of course, Qin Zhe doesn't need Mu Chengmao's company.

He has always disliked the demeanor of people in the underworld, how could he want someone to follow him if he wasn't in the underworld?

He casually pulled Li Qinyu who was stupefied, Qin Zhe said.

"Let's go, let's go to the black market."

Li Qinyu was pulled over and subconsciously let out a "huh".

On the other side, Mu Chengmao spoke again as Qin Zhe left without saying a word.

"My lord, if you see something in the black market, you can write it down and come back and tell me. I will arrange someone to deliver it to your lord's house later."

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome, I will buy it with spirit stones for whatever I fancy."

Qin Zhe responded casually, pulling Li Qinyu to open the wooden door and step in.

The mouth that eats people is short, and the hand that grabs people is short.

The black market for practitioners is the property of the Temple of the Wheel, and it is impossible for him to take advantage of others no matter what.

Besides, he had never met the Wheel-Running King, so he didn't know what kind of person he was, so it was better to be more cautious.

Walking into the wooden door, the space is replaced again.

When Qin Zhe regained clarity, he was already in a wide underground space.

Realizing that he was underground, Qin Zhe was a little surprised.

Where is this place?

Capital?

There is something in this wheel hall!

How did they manage to dig such a large hole underground in the capital without being discovered?

But Qin Zhe thought about it again, and then he was relieved again.

The fact that the Zhuanlun Hall is in charge of all the black markets in the Dragon Kingdom alone is enough to show that this branch hall is quite capable.

Just like someone from the Chujiang Palace not only sneaked into the Longguo Research Institute, but also hid the eyeliner in the General Supervision Bureau, there must be something unique about them in the Junlun Palace.

Concentrating his mind, Qin Zhe focused his attention on the scene in front of him.

Looking up, the vast underground space is very lively and brightly lit.

A large market similar to a bazaar is located in the underground space like a pedestrian street extending in all directions.

Various stalls can be seen on both sides of the road, and the sound of selling is endless.

What is different from ordinary markets is that the bosses of the various stalls are not ordinary businessmen who open their doors to do business.