Qin Siyang froze on the spot.
He hadn't even had time to react.
Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang had already pulled him aside.
Zhang Kuang said, "Do you even have any concept of God-Hunting weapons?"
"A few dozen silver coins for second-tier God-Hunting weapons? Who are you insulting?"
Li Tianming explained, "He's just the foolish rich kid from the landlord's house. He's never bought these things himself."
"No wonder."
Qin Siyang listened, feeling thoroughly dissatisfied: "These things are that expensive? A few dozen silver coins can't even buy two pieces, just one isn't enough?"
Li Tianming continued, "That Cyan-Striped Armor, if put on the black market, would cost at least twenty silver coins. This is a second-tier God-Hunting weapon, and it's made by Zhong Dingming. Together, the two pieces would definitely exceed one gold coin."
"At least one gold coin?"
Qin Siyang's face twisted like a gourd.
"Something this expensive, how many people can even afford it? Even with the money Zhao Longfei pays you, you'd have to save for a year to afford one God-Hunting weapon, right?"
"If even you can't afford it, how many people can?"
Li Tianming said, "Indeed, we can't afford it."
"Exactly!"
"But the problem is, we usually don't buy them."
"Don't buy them? Then do you punch gods with your fists?"
"We're tech people. We either find ways to research God-Hunting weapons ourselves or trade technology resources for them. If someone actually buys one, they'd be laughed at."
"..."
"But, when these things are on the market, that's their price."
Qin Siyang had no argument left.
"Then, can you two get me a couple of these?"
"We definitely can't get them for you right now. But if you can wait until we start working, then maybe."
'Wait until Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang join South Glory?'
'That will take ages!'
If he got God-Hunting weapons after school started, the opportunity would be long gone.
No privilege access at all!
"No, I can't wait that long."
"Then we can't do anything about it."
"I'll do it myself."
"You'll do it yourself? With what little money you have?"
Under the puzzled gazes of the two, Qin Siyang walked back to the person selling the second-tier God-Hunting weapons.
Since he hadn't gone far earlier, the seller recognized him as the broke guy from before.
"If you bother me while I'm doing business again, I'll call the management to kick you out."
"I'm Qin Siyang. I want these two God-Hunting weapons. Name your price."
Hearing Qin Siyang's words, Li Tianming and Zhang Kuang were dumbfounded.
'Does this kid not know that using real names in the Zhao Family's black market is strictly forbidden?'
'We told him before coming in.'
'That's it.'
'Thirty silver coins down the drain.'
The seller also made a confused noise, "Huh?"
"I said, I'm Qin Siyang."
"Uh…"
Qin Siyang saw the seller hesitate and asked, "Don't tell me you've never heard of my name?"
"Famous, very famous. But here, using real names in transactions is prohibited…"
"The conditions I can offer are either related to the Vine Core or the Crimson Crystal. If I don't say my real name, would you believe me?"
Though the seller's expression was unclear, Qin Siyang could feel his dilemma.
"...That makes sense, and I do really want to do business with you. But, this breaks the Zhao Family's rules. If I trade with you, I might get into serious trouble."
"Trouble?"
"Yeah, see, trouble's already here."
Qin Siyang turned his head.
Suddenly, a woman in formal attire appeared beside him.
Her wavy brown hair cascaded over her shoulders, and she looked at him coldly.
"Apologies, but using real names in transactions is not allowed here. Since you've exposed your name, we have to ask you to leave."
Qin Siyang wasn't fazed. Instead, he questioned her: "Who runs this place, Zhao Longteng or Zhao Longfei?"
The woman frowned, "What do you mean? You want to cause trouble?"
"No, I'm just asking so I can contact your boss."
"If you're not here to stir trouble, then it's simple. Breaking the rules means you need to leave immediately."
"Rules are made by people. Give your boss a call, I'll talk to him."
If this place was run by Zhao Longfei, then things would be easy.
If it was Zhao Longteng, then Zhao Longfei would've told him about the Crimson Crystal situation, so it wouldn't be difficult to handle either.
Right now, Qin Siyang just wanted to get his hands on those two God-Hunting weapons and then go hunt gods to earn points.
He only had a little over six thousand points, and South Glory's special admissions cutoff had already been set at five thousand.
The immense pressure was suffocating.
Seeing that Qin Siyang wasn't about to cause a scene, the woman fell silent.
"What, even making a call isn't allowed?"
After a long hesitation, she said, "I don't have the boss's number."
"Huh? You're the manager, but you don't have your boss's number?"
"There are regional managers and general managers above me. I don't have the authority to contact the boss."
Qin Siyang smacked his lips.
This was absurd.
A black market with so many hierarchical layers—it was practically a corporate structure.
He pulled out his phone, "Which one's the boss? I'll contact him myself."
The female manager had heard of Qin Siyang's name before.
The owner of the Vine Core and the Crimson Crystal, the most sought-after figure in the safe zone.
She also knew he had a close relationship with the second boss, Zhao Longfei, and was about to attend South Glory University under Zhao Longfei's management.
Previously, the second boss had even brought Zhao Sifang, the eldest young master, to Qin Siyang's funeral.
The staff in charge of the black market's night operations had even gone out of their way to welcome him.
Since Qin Siyang wasn't here to cause trouble, she definitely wouldn't dare offend him.
"Our boss is Mr. Zhao Longteng."
"Zhao Longteng, huh… Tsk, then I'll have Little Zhao help me make contact."
Saying that, he dialed Zhao Sifang's number.
["Hello? Brother Qin, what's up?"]
"I'm at your dad's market, trying to buy something. I wasn't familiar with the rules, so I accidentally used my real name. Can you ask your honorable father to make an exception for me?"
["What are you trying to buy?"]
"God-Hunting weapons. I lost all mine in the Pooled Begonia. I saw someone selling a couple of second-tier ones here, made by Master Zhong… uh…", Qin Siyang forgot the blacksmith's name and paused, "Made by Master Zhong, so I want to buy them."
["Oh, Brother Qin, wait a sec. I'll tell my dad… Yeah, yeah, it's Qin Siyang on the phone. Huh? Oh, okay, got it, I'll tell him."]
["Brother Qin, my dad says he already knows and will sort it out for you right away."]
"Huh? That fast? Is Boss Zhao with you?"
["Yeah, my dad and my second uncle are both here. Hm? Oh, okay, okay, I'll explain… Hey, Brother Qin, my dad said he was busy with something yesterday morning, so he couldn't attend your funeral himself. He sent me on his behalf and wanted me to explain it to you—he hopes you don't mind."]
Qin Siyang chuckled, "I'm not dead, so what's there to mind?"
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