Yuquan Market.
At the auction, within a certain secret chamber, Lin Tianming leaned back in a chair crafted from precious peach wood, his gaze fixed upon the intense bidding below, revealing a helpless and wry smile on his face.
Over the past several days, he had been roaming around Yuquan Market continuously, his presence appearing in almost every large and small tavern, stall area, and even some shops.
With his mighty Divine Sense, no one in the market was able to detect him.
As a result, he freely changed his identity, secretly gathering all kinds of useful information.
At the same time, he had also spent a considerable amount of money to issue tasks, all for the purpose of finding any clues about the Dry Jade Grass.
Nevertheless, the outcome was still not optimistic.
Fortunately, in these past few days the annual market auction had begun, causing a significant surge in the flow of people throughout the entire Yuquan Market.
