The door of the Dead Dog Tavern slammed shut.
All unrelated idlers were completely cleared out, leaving only those who came for tonight's trade fair.
"Gentlemen.
Tonight's trade fair will be held as scheduled.
Thank you for coming.
As for this time's merchandise, it will definitely not disappoint you."
In an open area on the second floor of the tavern, the owner, staring at his bulging belly, was delivering some tedious opening remarks.
A few minutes later.
The prelude to the whole trade fair finally officially began.
One by one, the items were presented by the tavern owner, arranged in order on the second floor of the tavern, including the Elf Banshee that Baiyu wanted to buy.
She was a girl with almost 100% transparent wings growing from her back.
Her face was exquisite, jawline fair, skin as delicate as porcelain, clad in burlap clothing.
Her hands, feet, and neck were all shackled, her light green eyes filled with fear and anxiety.
Every piece of merchandise had someone in charge around it.
This was not an auction format.
All participants in the Dead Dog Tavern could browse and select freely, then leave your price with the staff responsible for the item.
After the trade fair concludes, if your bid is the highest for an item, you can secretly claim your merchandise.
This method not only greatly ensures safety but also allows for more efficient and reasonable sales.
After all, their goal is business.
Going one by one as in an auction is too inefficient and prone to disputes.
This would be bad for their reputation.
After the unified viewing, each item was taken by the responsible staff into the corresponding room and the door was closed.
"Dear customers, now begins your selection time.
This time's items not only include new weapons and Magic Elixirs but also some things you normally can't buy even if you have money.
Rest assured.
We have special confidentiality measures, all customer safety issues are considered by us, so feel free to consume boldly."
The tavern owner clapped his hands.
The lighting in the entire tavern suddenly changed, and a melodious background music was played, under the dark neon lights, it was difficult to see the faces of nearby people.
There was a feeling of a disco.
"Gentlemen, please choose a mask."
A real "bunny girl" dressed in a maid's uniform approached, carrying a tray filled with various masks.
There were dozens of people in the whole tavern.
With most people having made a simple disguise to their appearance, even acquaintances would find it difficult to recognize each other.
Now with masks on, even their own mother wouldn't recognize them.
Baiyu and Qin Shou picked their masks, not lingering on the first floor, and went straight up to the second floor. The rooms here were all tightly closed, but Baiyu had already noticed which room the Elf Banshee was in earlier.
"Let's casually browse a few other rooms first, although many warriors have come this time, they probably aren't interested in the Elf Banshee."
Baiyu said in a low voice.
Warriors hold considerable social status, enjoying certain privileges, so acquiring some ordinary beauties isn't too difficult for them.
Buying an Elf Banshee, such a trophy, costs too much, and apart from satisfying personal desires, it's useless.
"You do what you feel best, Brother Bai. I'm just here to join in the fun." Qin Shou glanced around, caught up with the Rabbit Race girls in the tavern.
The two of them opened several doors in succession.
One was selling weapons, one was selling materials, another was selling Spirit Techniques.
None interested Baiyu or Qin Shou.
However, each room was equipped with two Tier Nine Martial Artists, indicating the influential figures behind this tavern were powerful.
"How often does this trade fair happen?"
Baiyu was curious.
Being able to hire so many martial artists as security wasn't cheap.
Qin Shou explained: "It's held every week, the time is irregular, and the scale is quite large. For a trade fair with dozens of people, the owner would at least earn tens of millions."
Baiyu nodded.
Being able to acquire an Elf Banshee and hold a trade fair on such a large scale proves that there must be someone of great strength backing them.
The two strolled around, and at the peak of the crowd on the second floor, they entered the room with the Elf Banshee.
There were no other customers in the room.
Two martial artists guarded the door, one on each side.
The Elf Banshee was sitting on a stool, her eyes still filled with fear and helplessness.
"Please come inside, gentlemen. Need me to introduce the product?" The middle-aged man responsible for the item warmly welcomed them.
Baiyu nodded slightly.
"I'm sure you're both familiar with the Elf Banshee, so I won't say much. She's a teenage Elf Banshee, and we expended considerable manpower and resources to find one alone in the wild. As the number of banshees dwindles, the price will naturally increase, so the minimum bid is one million.
You can rest assured about the quality of the product.
There's no disease or hereditary illness.
We didn't use any violent means during the capture.
She hasn't been touched by any other man.
This kind of high-end merchandise is worthless if abused.
So, from her body to her Spirit, she's now perfect."
The man said proudly.
Baiyu cast a glance at the Elf Banshee sitting on the stool.
Indeed, it was as the person in charge described.
Apart from the fear and helplessness in her eyes, her Essence, Qi, and Spirit seemed normal.
However.
Why does this banshee have short hair, damn it!
Can short hair do the trick?
The Magic Elixir Recipe specifies a tuft of fragrant Elf Banshee hair, but Baiyu wasn't sure how long that tuft needed to be.
Plus, hair isn't a common Magic Elixir ingredient, so Baiyu could only buy a banshee to take home.
Even if the Magic Elixir fails, he could cut the hair again.
After listening to the person in charge for a while, Baiyu walked to the price board and wrote down the number one point five million.
One point five million Imperial Coins.
It's enough to buy a house in the East District.
Of course.
For Baiyu, who owns a whole apartment building complex, it's not much.
"Please leave a WeChat or other contact information. In case there's an offer higher than yours, we'll notify you immediately," the person in charge said with a beaming smile.
Baiyu nodded.
The two turned and walked out, reaching the first floor of the tavern, waiting quietly for the trade fair to end.
The second floor was for trading, while the first floor was for leisure.
Those who completed transactions or were waiting were all on the first floor, and the music gradually became explosive, with the smell of alcohol permeating the air.
Many people, with maids in tow, twisted in the dance floor.
As long as you pay, you can take these maids home too.
They were handpicked specifically for these people's entertainment.
"Gentlemen, would you like a drink?"
At this point.
A soft voice came from behind.
Only to see a flushed-faced woman, dressed scantily, emanating a seductive fragrance, holding a glass of red wine, walking up to Baiyu and Qin Shou.
She was very beautiful.
And each of her movements was naturally charming, with fatal allure to men.
The most important point.
She wasn't sub-human, she was human.
Baiyu gazed at her, instinctively said: "No, I hate drinking."