chapter 9: meeting 1

Unable to sit around and wait for his meeting with Chen Shuirong

Long Su's fingers drummed restlessly against the hilt of his phone as decided to explore the city market and visit the nearest market that sells lord-related items.

With the thought of Move. Explore. Adapt.

he wandered through the streets and basing the high ceilings building, he was taken aback by how bustling the area near the market was.

Many People moved around

going about their daily tasks with purpose and vitality.

The market sprawled before him like a living beast, its pulse thrumming in the shouts of hawkers and the clatter of carts.

Lords draped in silken finery swept past with entourages trailing like peacock tails, their armor clinking in rhythm with their arrogance.

' my Future road start from today '

Long Su's jaw tightened and thought to himself

The shops and stalls that lined the streets were colourful and vibrant, loaded with a variety of commodities and wares.

As he entered the market, which was busy with activity, Lords and their entourages went from different shops to stalls

"Fresh talismans from the Jade Peaks! Guaranteed to sharpen your spatial senses—or your money back!" barked a hunched vendor, thrusting a cracked scroll at a passing lord.

A stall to his left displayed glittering daggers, their edges humming with unnatural light, while a weathered merchant nearby slammed a rusted helmet onto a mannequin's head.

"Sturdy as a mountain, this one! Survived three sieges in the Northern Wastes!"

The buyer, a young lordling with a scarred cheek, snorted. "And how many skulls cracked beneath it? Two? Ten?"

Long Su wove through the crowd, his calloused fingers brushing over goods

inspecting the many things on exhibit and haggling prices with the vendors.

The air was full of the sounds of commerce and the smells of intriguing items from distant regions.

amazed by the range and diversity of the products on sale.

There were weapons and armour created expressly for the lords and their armies.

Scrolls and different shapes of totems contained essential information and techniques for ruling and fighting across the dungeon space.

There were also mystical artefacts and items that claimed to increase a lord's talents.

As many as real goods you will see fake one or tools that will broken after just using them one time spread everywhere in the market

No one will help you if buy a fake tools

A shopkeeper with oil-slick hair sidled up, holding a dagger that shimmered like liquid shadow. "For a discerning lord like yourself—" Long Su cut him off with a glare. "I'm no lord." The man's smile curdled. "Then stop wasting my time."

not caring about the shopkeeper word's long su keep moving forward looking at everything

After glancing around for a while, I finally found a high level weapon store, but the price was in millions of numbers.

For example a spear tipped with obsidian bore a price tag of 2,000,000 gold.

Long Su's throat went dry. 'Foolish to even look.'

Yet his feet carried him to a dusty corner where a mismatched pair of swords and shields lay discarded like afterthoughts.

"Fifty gold for the set," grunted the armory's blacksmith, not glancing up from hammering a molten blade.

After screening around, there was finally something long su could afford with 50 gold coins for pairs of swords and shields.

[Level 1- white metal sowrd]

Effect

1. Sturdy: Weapons with a lower level than the level of the sword will be easily blocked.

2: Cut off: Weapons with a lower level than the level of the sword will be easily cut off.

[Level 1- white metal shield]

Effect

1. Sturdy: Weapons with a lower level than level 1 will be easily blocked.

2: Sturdy (2) Weapons with a level 1 rating will be hardly blocked.

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Reading the information of the sword and shield

Thirty gold," he said, voice steady despite the sudden sprint of his heartbeat.

The blacksmith laughed, a sound like grinding stones. "You think this a fish market, boy? Fifty. Not chance for another price."

Long Su hesitated, but in the end he give up, he moved out and as he was just about to enter another store.

At this moment he heard a loud voice cut through the market's din like a blade through silk.

' His name.'

Long Su turned too quickly, that a sowrd which was standing in the corner dropped in a merchant's stall.

Before he could apologize, he froze.

Everything stop at thus moment

Beautiful familiar face come to his sights that made his loss his thought for a moment

Chen Shuirong stood framed by afternoon sunlight, her embroidered qipao whispering against cobblestones as she stepped forward.

Behind her loomed a mountain of a man—broad shoulders straining against a trench coat stitched with arcane sigils, eyes sharp as the throwing knives at his belt.

"Long Su!" Chen Shuirong beckoned, a rare smile softening her usual intensity. "Meet my father, Deputy Chief Chen Gang of the lord's mercenary Guild ." her voice filled with pride.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, sir," Long Su said respectfully, bowing his head slightly in greeting.

"Likewise," Chen Gang replied, his voice deep and resonant. "I've heard a lot about you from Shuirong , and I must say, I'm impressed by your accomplishments all be yourself. Not many people can be lords these days."

The man's handshake nearly crushed Long Su's fingers. Chen Gang's voice rumbled like distant artillery. "Shuirong says you've got the eyes of a hawk and the luck of a drowned cat."

Chen Gang konw from his daughter the situation of long su parents, for a lonely child at the age of ten, he didn't loss himself but work on himself and now he awaken as a lord

Long Su's throat tightened. Praise from a fifth-level lord? He bowed deeper than protocol demanded, hiding the heat rising in his cheeks. "An honor, Deputy Chief. Your daughter… exaggerates my merits."

Chen Gang barked a laugh that startled nearby pigeons. "Modesty? Refreshing. Most fledgling lords strut like peacocks dipped in gold."

"Since we have you here, let's go to the dungeon gate. Are you ready, or do you need to buy anything here?"