The Tribalist -- Ignatius

According to Liam, if he doesn't hand over the bracelet, Marcus will probably do it without hesitation, but for Liam Quentin, he knows too well that he is a crazy person who does not follow the rules.

Quentin's face was livid. He had only wanted to take a small advantage, but now he had put himself in a difficult position.

If you surrender it obediently, then your loss of face is inevitable, but if you don't hand it over, then you will absolutely be beaten up, and then it is not so simple as losing face. After all, there is no one around him who can be compared to Marcus, and his own line of people are completely lambs to be slaughtered.

After this reflection, Quentin is no fool, and naturally understands the truth that the wise man is the best.

Staring at Liam, teeth clenched, hands clenched in fists, you can clearly see the blue veins on the back of the hand.

Liam smiled faintly, sighed helplessly, and said: "It seems that Wilson's brother is not going to cooperate, Marcus Uncle do it."

"Yes." Marcus gave a smirk.

Watching Marcus's approaching figure, several of Quentin's men began to panic. One by one, he urged Quentin.

"Young master, a good man never loses his sight."

"Yes, young master, we don't need to be angry with a loser, it's not worth it."

"..."

Quentin's face was a little more somber, and he coldly popped out of his mouth a few words: "Liam, you are cruel, I have written down this account."

Then he pulled out the string of hands from his arms and hurled them at Liam.

With a steady hand, he picked up the chain and handed it to the shopkeeper beside him. The shopkeeper was naturally grateful when he saw the lost things.

Looking at Liam with a smug look, Quentin felt more uncomfortable than eating a fly and said directly: "Liam, don't let me meet you in the three tribes, or I will make you pay all the bills ten times."

Liam's face is still flat, dismissive smile: "Then you don't avoid me on the line."

Quentin snorted, "We'll see." With a wave of his big hand, he pushed his way through the crowd and left along the street.

The people around them see that the good play is over, and naturally will not stay in place, but they have scattered, but today they understand the truth: whether Liam is a genius or a waste, Quentin has always been in his hands, Liam is like Quentin's natural Newark.

After today, I guess Quentin has become the butt of everyone's jokes again, a magnificent six qualities of qi cultivation was actually made by a person with nine levels.

Whatever the reason, it's a failure.

Contrary to the crowd, Liam looked at Quentin's figure, frowning slightly and lost in thought.

The words Quentin had just spoken stirred Liam's mind for a long time.

The so-called big ratio of families refers to the competition between the three families every five years, which is the habit of the three families for hundreds of years, and is also a means for the three families to allocate resources.

Whichever group of disciples wins, then which family can share more cultivation resources under the jurisdiction of the Silvermoon Valley, which is considered as a five-yearly event in the Silvermoon Valley.

Participating in the competition are all under the age of 16, the various family disciples, after all, the rise and fall of a family still depends on the younger generation, now let them fight for their own future, is also a good experience.

Careful calculation, now there is more than a year to go from the three big Bi, I estimate that I must work hard.

"Young Master, you are very clever. A few words solved Quentin's trouble." Liam is thinking about something, and Marcus comes up respectfully.

Liam returned to his senses with a faint smile and said, "Uncle Marcus is very generous, but he just sent a dog."

A dog? Marcus was slightly surprised. In the Silvermoon Valley, only his own young master dared to describe Quentin that way, right?

"By the way, I have one more thing to ask Uncle Marcus." Liam hasn't forgotten why he's here.

Marcus's face immediately turned serious and said, "If the young master has any orders, his subordinates will do their best."

Liam glanced around, saw that no one was around, and whispered a few words in Marcus's ear.

After listening to this, Marcus seemed a little puzzled, but as a subordinate, Marcus deeply understood the truth of only doing nothing, and said lightly: "Young master rest assured, there are many of these things in the square market."

Later, Liam followed Marcus in a certain direction, buying a hat with a black veil and a black robe at several stores.

Separated from Marcus, after dressing up in an unnoticed corner, this is the swagger of the street.

I saw that the whole person was almost covered by black robes, and the black veil on the head also covered the face completely, and I could not see the situation inside.

Back to the auction house, Liam will finally put the rest of his mind to step into the door, greeted is a huge room up and down two floors, the bottom of the surrounding large and small placed a dozen counters, the front of the counter has been more or less some people looking at the goods inside, inside the counter there are special people in the reception.

Many people have seen the goods are there to bargain with the auction house reception people, although the whole auction house staff is quite large, but everyone seems to be very orderly, there is no crowded situation.

This is rare in the entire Silvermoon Valley. It was a little bit of a surprise to Liam,

It was Liam's first time at an auction house, and curiosity naturally flared and he started wandering around.

It's a pleasure to look at this counter and that counter.

After a stroll down, Liam can also understand why there are so many people patronized by the auction house, which is almost a collection of all the cultivation resources that a martial artist can need, and the price is also reasonable.

At one corner, Liam was presented with a stone staircase that directly connected the two floors of the auction house.

Needless to say, there's a lot of good stuff on this second floor, which is definitely better than the first floor, Liam thought, and he started walking up the stone stairs.

But Liam was stopped halfway by a burly man who was all dressed up.

Liam looked up and asked, "Why did you stop me?"

There was a touch of vicissitude in the voice, and it certainly wasn't Liam's own.

It was Alistair's idea, just in case, and Alistair does all the talking once we're in the auction house, so we don't blow our cover.

Hearing Alistair's voice, the strong man said respectfully, "And please show me your VIP card."

"VIP card?" With a murmur.

"Yes, only those with a VIP card can go up to the second floor."

"So I see." Alistair seems to understand this and gives Liam a slight nod before letting him walk away.

When he arrived at a counter, he saw a young woman.

"What do you want?"

"The old man has something to sell."

A light word, the woman suddenly understood the meaning, smiling: "seniors can go in from the back door, there are seniors want." The woman then pointed in one direction.

Following the direction pointed by the woman, there was indeed a small door, and at that moment someone was going in and out.

Alistair doesn't hesitate, urging Liam to head for the back door.

Into the back door, the front is a huge yard, the yard around the rows of cabins, at this moment there are a lot of people under the leadership of the auction house staff into different cabins.

While Liam was looking around curiously, a young girl came up to him with a smile and respectfully said, "What can I do for you?"

Alistair's voice whispered, "I've come to see the chemist."

The short sentence surprised the girl, but she knew that Alistair's words meant that there were such things as pills for sale, and pills were only made by refiners, and there were only a few refiners in the Silvermoon Valley, was this one of them?

Although a little confused and shocked, the girl recovered after a moment and directly turned sideways and said, "Senior, please follow me." Then he will lead the way ahead.

But Alistair stopped him and said, "Wait."

"I don't know what else the seniors told me?" The girl looked respectful.

Alistair said lazily, "What about the pharmacist you took your husband to find?"

The girl did not dare to neglect, hurriedly said: "He is our auction house of the second refining pharmacist."

"Two refiners?" Alistair was disgusted. "Give my old husband another one. He's not good enough."

The girl was suddenly a little stunned, and even suspected that her ears had heard wrong. You know, although this pharmacist is not the top, but in this Silvermoon Valley is also a small figure, did not expect in front of this person's mouth seems to be nothing.

"What, can't you hear me?"

The girl woke up from the shock, and with a cold sweat on her forehead, she said, "Forgive me, I'll take you somewhere else."

Alistair said nothing and let the girl take him away.

After a few more turns through a corridor of the little yard, I finally stopped in front of a small attic.

There are many strange flowers and plants around Liam, and they give off a refreshing fragrance, and there is a faint fragrance of medicine in the air.

The girl respectfully said, "The elder has arrived."

'Oh? Alistair's voice starts again: "How many refiners is this?"

"In this attic is Master Ignatius, our chief refiner at the auction house, but the finest refiner in the Silvermoon Valley." The girl introduced with some pride.

"A tribalist can barely do it." Alistair was nonchalant.

"Barely?" The teenager's eyes widened as he looked at Liam, not in surprise, but in doubt. You're not a liar, are you?

In this Silvermoon Valley three refining pharmacist can be the top existence, and it is also equivalent to the top master of the coagulation yuan environment in the martial arts. Most people don't have time to worship. But in the mouth of the black-robed man in front of me, it is OK, I think it is a big lie. "Thought the woman.

At that moment, a slightly vicissitudes voice came from inside: "Who is standing outside?"

The voice should be an old man, but there is a majesty in the words.

The girl turned to the attic and said, "Tell me, Master Ignatius, there is a guest here who has something to sell, and would like to ask you to hand your eyes."

'Oh? Ignatius seemed surprised, then said quietly, "Then let him come in."

"Yes." The girl said to Liam to do a please action, said: "seniors please."

Liam himself is a little upset, but if it weren't for Alistair, he'd probably be gone by now.

Slowly, though reluctantly, Liam made his way to the attic.