Sixty-four assistants

  Since the mysterious disappearance of the family twenty years ago, it gradually disappeared from his memory. If everything ended here, this family would also become a permanent memory of Huang Changlao, slowly forgotten.

  But more than two months ago, a mysterious man in black suddenly appeared to find him, directly using a clear heart pill to exchange for a piece of "spiritual energy" jade, and also asked to provide more spiritual energy jade, spiritual energy treasure grass.

  Old Huang felt at the time that this scene was vaguely familiar, but for a moment he couldn't recall it.

  Afterwards, Old Man Huang slowly pondered and finally recalled this twenty-year-old buried past.

  It wasn't until then that he suddenly realized the mysterious black-clad man he had encountered was so similar to the mysterious family that once ruled all ten gangs in Pingzhou, and he had missed a great opportunity to get to know this mysterious figure.

  It made him clench his fists and sigh.

  If the man in black is really a member of that family, then it means that this mysterious family will appear again within the borders of Pingzhou. With the terrifying power and means of this family, unifying the top ten gangs of Pingzhou would be an easy task.

  This family, although having ruled the ten major gangs of Pingzhou with an iron fist for nearly a hundred years, was only interested in collecting spiritual objects and had no interest in the disputes of the Jianghu. They would never interfere with the trivial worldly affairs of the various gangs.

  This family is accustomed to supporting an agent to handle the affairs of the family and the Pingzhou Jianghu Association, with this agent maintaining daily contact with the family.

  More than twenty years ago, the agent supported by this family was the old boss of the Medicine King Gang.

  It was precisely because of this relationship that the Medicine King Gang rose from a mid-sized gang with only a few dozen rankings in the Jianghu to suddenly shoot up like a firework rocket, leaping into the ranks of the top ten gangs in Pingzhou.

  Huang Zhanglao's greatest wish was to become the worldly agent of this family.

  If he can get to know the members of this mysterious family as soon as possible when he returns to this family, and let them make him Huang Jintao the agent of the family, then the highest leader in charge of all worldly affairs of the top ten gangs in Pingzhou will be Huang Jintao.

  At that time, he will no longer be just the chief elder of the Zhenbao Gang, but a representative above the top ten gangs in Pingzhou, what a prestige.

  Old Huang's heart was burning with excitement every single moment he thought about it.

  But when he wanted to understand these things, it was already a bit late.

  Because that mysterious black-clad man disappeared without a trace two months after replacing the Ling Stone, and never appeared again. The black cloak is the most common disguise for hiding one's identity in the Jianghu, making it impossible to track down the person's whereabouts.

  For more than a month, Huang Changlao has been regretful and sorrowful, blaming himself for not retaining the mysterious black-clothed man at that time and having more in-depth conversations. Neither knowing where the black-clothed man temporarily lived nor how to take the initiative to contact him, he could only wait for the black-clothed man to come again and exchange jade stones with him.

  But Huang Zhang Lao waited for nearly two months, and still did not see the black-clothed person reappear, making him anxious and suffering from insomnia.

  Just then, a sturdy man in a strong shirt came to report that a black-clad person holding his treasured token had arrived at the trading venue, making Old Huang feel as if a huge mountain of gold had smashed into his brain.

  He's here! That mysterious man in black has finally appeared again!

  It's true that heaven doesn't abandon those with a sincere heart. Fortunately, he had left one of the precious tokens with that mysterious black-clad man, otherwise, he really wouldn't have known how to identify which black-clad person in the vast sea of people in Zhujici County was the mysterious family member he wanted to find.

  Old Huang got excited and his footsteps quickened by another three paces.

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  Yongfu Building, third floor. Under the respectful gaze of several robust men, Ye Qin slightly pressed down his bamboo hat and stepped into the third floor, entering the grand hall of the trading conference.

  Inside the spacious hall, many exquisite glass lamps were lit, illuminating everything. In the center was a trading display platform, where a trader was holding up a precious sword, demonstrating its sharpness to the crowd.

  The rest of the hall was filled with about a hundred VIP tables.

  The entire trading floor was filled with about two or three hundred guests, who were drinking and bidding on treasures while the scene was quite lively.

  These distinguished guests at the trade fair can be divided into two categories.

  One is the high-level members of various gangs, gathering in groups.

  One is a famous lone wanderer, often acting alone.

  Those eligible to participate in this small-scale treasure trading conference hosted by Huang Zhanglao, the chief elder of the Zhenbao Gang, are high-level leaders from various gangs in Pingzhou, at least including incense masters, deputy hall masters, elders, and those who offer sacrifices.

  Each gang occupies a table and doesn't seem crowded at all.

  The remaining dozens of scattered heroes, are also famous lone wanderers in the Jianghu, they sit three or two at a table, few words, either drinking wine, or watching the excitement, chatting about the latest events happening in Pingzhou Jianghu.

  There were not a few lone big spenders like Ye Qin who wore a bamboo hat and black clothes to conceal their identities, coming to attend the trading fair.

  Those big shots have a deep background and don't care if others know they own treasures. However, there are some lone travelers who don't want others to know their identity or that they bought and sold the treasure, and they pay great attention to keeping their identities secret in order to avoid being plotted against.

  Ye Qin glanced casually around the grand hall and was about to find a secluded spot to sit down.

  His eyelid suddenly twitched violently.

  Ye Qin saw several familiar people at the front row of the trading floor, Li Daxinren, the master of the Medicine King Hall, Ma Deputy Master and Ji Deputy Master. As the masters of the Medicine King Hall, they were the local hosts of the "Medicine Material and Medicine Transaction Conference" held by the Medicine King Gang this time, so their seats were naturally placed in the most eye-catching place in the entire trading floor.

  On the table was a striking wooden sign, "Medicine King Gang, Seat Number One".

  Ye Qin was puzzled, although the Medicine King Hall belonged to the Medicine King Gang, but in this Zhukai County City, people from the Medicine King Hall always called themselves as people of the Medicine King Hall, rarely saying they were people of the Medicine King Gang. In many cases, in most situations, the name "Medicine King Hall" was used. What's going on today? Why did they bring out this big signboard of the Medicine King Gang?

  The Medicine King's table had six people seated.

  Ye Qin's gaze swept over the three people sitting at the same table as Li, Ma and Ji.

  Among the three, one of them, a young man in magnificent attire with a slightly frivolous and arrogant look between his eyebrows, was pointing at the precious sword on the trading platform, humming a few sentences.

  There were two more elderly men with a majestic appearance, their faces ruddy and their temples bulging with vitality, obviously top-notch internal martial artists with deep foundations.

  However, Li, Ma, Ji and the two majestic old men, these five top-notch masters, were actually all looking at the face of the young man in fine clothes, with a smile on their faces, flattering him from time to time, and praising him endlessly. The young man in fine clothes was even enjoying the flattery they showed him directly.

  Ye Qin was somewhat perplexed.

  He had never seen Li, Ma and Ji being so polite to anyone before.

  Moreover, tonight is the first disciple of Master Li Daxian, Xie Yun, who is about to engage in a fierce battle for the seventh round. At this critical moment, they didn't care about Xie Yun's situation at all, but instead accompanied this young man in brocade clothes to attend the trading meeting. Who is this young man in brocade clothes?!

  During this period, the disciples in the hall have been spreading rumors that the Medicine King Gang's headquarters will send a big shot to supervise. It is said that Li Hong, the leader of the Medicine King Gang, intends to let his son make contributions in the preparation of this conference. Could it be that this person is Li Pingxi, the young master of the Medicine King Gang? If it is the young master, then he must have come this time for something related to the medicine conference.

  A thought flashed through Ye Qin's mind.

  He walked quietly to a secluded table, not too far from the Medicine King's table, intending to listen in on their conversation. With his exceptional hearing, as long as he was within tens of meters in this grand hall, he could even hear the sound of a mosquito flying by with perfect clarity.