Chapter 22: How the clan market works?

Chapter 22: How the clan market works?

Chapter 22

He knew that there was no lack of treasures in this world; there were many things that were wasted or left unnoticed throughout the novel.

It wouldn't be a problem if he could find them and use them for his own benefits. He was inherently weak, and obtaining tools and artifacts should ensure his future safety.

He didn't even think about giving them to Nadia.

It was more like he can't give them to her even if he wanted to.

The reason was simple yet had a complex explanation...

Nadia would grow suspicious of him; first, he finds her a damn elixir out of nowhere and then provides her with all sorts of artifacts and techniques?

She would not hesitate to either interrogate him herself or report to the clan. It did not matter if he and she shared the same blood.

At that time, he would be suspected of being a heretic or colluding with someone suspicious and would then be subjected to torture to spit everything he knows.

So naturally, he cannot afford to provide her with anything he found.

He can only keep it in moderation and take it slowly so he continues to maintain a smooth relationship with her and grow stronger himself.

"Also, I need to be selective of what I give her... I should focus on what aspect I want to improve on and then provide her with an aid in that area. This way I can obtain tenfold benefits."

He grinned as he mused about the future.

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Under the heart of the clan's fortress, nestled this shady market where he was going to visit.

Over time, the market became a labyrinth, with countless shops and hidden corners. There were various kinds of goods, ranging from the mundane to the mystical.

Forged weapons, enchanted tools for exorcism, scrolls containing various martial arts techniques, or even mysterious treasure maps—one could find anything in this market if one had the eyes to find them.

Merchants wander around the market, hoping to hawk their wares to the clan members. Of course, among these treasures, there would be the occasional fake or useless trinket, so buyers had to be cautious.

The market was rooted deeply in the clan and was specially managed by some of the top people of the clan.

It was huge! It was not an exaggeration to say it was like a labyrinth itself.

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The clan had been established for centuries, generations after generations had gone by, leaving behind their marks.

Someone from the main family had come to visit the marketplace.

But they had a ringing question in their minds.

'Who is he?'

They had never seen this young master before...?

Still, they did not dare be negligent and immediately rushed to him.

"Sir... Young master, greetings!"

The guards bowed as they greeted him with respect; although they did not know who he was, his white hair was a symbol of respect.

No one in the clan who had white hair was ordinary; they all had extraordinary backgrounds and powers behind them.

Oliver nodded simply...

"I have some things to look for. Don't mind me..."

The two guards looked at each other with somewhat complicated expressions.

How could they not mind?

If something were to happen or someone were to offend him, then they would suffer grave consequences for not looking after him.

Oliver understood this, so he said, "Don't worry, I have my guards watching over. You two won't be held responsible."

He said this in order to not have anyone following after him secretly.

If he left as it was, then there was no doubt that one of them would come after him secretly, and he did not want anyone observing his findings and actions.

Hearing this, the guards relaxed as they nodded.

"Alright, feel free to call us if you need something, young master!"

They felt that this young master was quite smart and understood their worries.

With that, he left towards the market.

And no sooner did he enter, he heard a loud voice...

"BUY 2 GET 1 FREE...."