Li Ming slowed down his pace and followed Bai Yan from a distance, his thin lips tightly pursed, and the emotions in his eyes became more and more complicated.

He knew clearly in his heart that the person not far away was the novice tasker he saw yesterday.

However, the more I look at the back, the more it looks like that person.

But how is this possible?

That guy is still on the wanted list.

How could he possibly go back to the main god space directly and enter the dark street so brazenly without even a little disguise?

But this does seem like something that guy could do.

A hint of obscurity flashed across Li Ming's eyes. No matter whether it was that guy or not, he couldn't go up now.

If that is true, then he cannot let other taskers discover his identity.

After all, the taskers who come here to do transactions are basically famous on the rankings, or some veteran taskers.

Li Ming suppressed his emotions and watched the people in front of him enter the small bamboo building. He walked around outside for a while, exchanged some things in other shops, and then entered the small bamboo building.

On the other side, Bai Yan had already gone up to the third floor. The person leading them upstairs was a girl who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

The girl was wearing a green cheongsam embroidered with bamboo patterns, her hair was tied up with a bamboo hairpin, and white and green bracelets jingled on her wrists.

After she reached the third floor, she stopped and looked at Bai Yan and the others with a faint smile. Then she stepped aside and said:

"My host only accepts guests who are destined to meet him, so everyone, please choose a room for yourselves."

She gently closed and tapped the folding fan in her hand, and dozens of doors appeared on both sides of the corridor in front of her.

The smile in the girl's eyes deepened, and she bowed slightly.

"Everyone, you have all been judged as beings capable of conducting a transaction with the Master. You may choose to enter any door within three minutes, but you can only choose one door."

"So whether you can meet the master depends on your luck."

As she spoke, the folding fan in her hand opened with a swish and disappeared from the spot in an instant, leaving only a little white light, which gradually dissipated completely.

Bai Yan's eyes swept across the doors thoughtfully.

Whether you can meet the owner of the dark street depends on luck, but so-called luck is actually a part of destiny.

Since you can only trade with him using luck, you naturally need to have enough luck.

"Ayan, which door should we enter?"

717 naturally thought of this as well. He turned his head to look at Bai Yan beside him.

"The third door, after all, depends on luck."

Bai Yan raised his eyebrows and said without hesitation, he pushed open the third door.

717 also followed him and entered the room. There was only a table and two chairs in the room. There were three cups of tea on the table and incense burning on a wooden stand beside it.

This faint fragrance was somewhat familiar, but Bai Yan couldn't remember where he had smelled it before. It seemed like it was a long time ago, so long ago that he couldn't even remember...

But he quickly collected his thoughts.

Because there was suddenly one more person sitting in the empty seat by the window.

He was a white-haired young man with a pair of fox-shaped flowers on his head. His hair was braided into two braids with red thread and golden bells hanging on them. He was dressed in green and was holding a little fox in his arms.

He raised his eyes lazily, swept his gaze over the two of them, and finally stopped at Bai Yan, with a hint of inquiry and interest in his eyes.

"Interesting... Really interesting. Apart from that guy, I've never seen anyone with such a strong aura."

He leaned one hand on the table in front of him, supporting his head, and his wide sleeves slipped down, revealing his white arms.

As he moved, the little fox jumped out of his arms.

"Well... sit down and have a cup of tea first."

Bai Yan looked at the person in front of him carefully, raised his eyebrows, and sat down as he wished.

Looking at the two cups of tea in front of him, he handed one of them to 717.

Seeing them drinking tea, the young man smiled more.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

"A few questions."

Bai Yan responded calmly and put down the teacup in his hand.

"Okay, there's nothing in this world that I don't know about. What do you want to ask?"

The young man became interested, obviously not expecting Bai Yan to come to him just to ask a few questions.

This made him curious about what Bai Yan wanted to know.

After hearing what he said, Bai Yan was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, and a light flashed in his eyes.

"I want to know the Lord God's current situation."

Bai Yan's tone was calm. As he finished speaking, he raised his hand, and his fingertips moved in the air, gathering a cloud of light white mist.

The young man opposite him had his eyes brightened, and a rare sincere smile appeared in his eyes. He smiled and said:

"He was injured by a tasker before, and his injuries haven't healed yet. His strength is not as good as before. He has now locked himself in the main temple to recuperate. But in your current condition, I'm afraid you can't kill him."

After hearing what he said, 717 couldn't help but frowned and subconsciously asked:

"So you have a way to kill him now?"

"Yes, I have."

The young man nodded, raised his hand, and shook a finger, then spoke sincerely:

"But the price you have to pay is a bit high, so I don't recommend you do this."

Bai Yan listened to his words and was silent for a moment. He placed the little white tiger in his arms directly on the table and asked the second question.

"Tell me about this little guy. He should also be a part of the Lord God. Is there any way to separate him... from the Lord God?"

As soon as Bai Yan asked this question, the young man opposite him stared at him straight, and when he met his eyes, the interest in his eyes was obviously deeper.

"Are you sure you just want to separate him from the Lord God?"

"Why do I feel like... you want to ask me if there is any way to let him replace the Lord God?"

The young man spoke with a smile, but his tone was casual and there was no hint of joking.

"Young man...you are very brave, but also very interesting. Let me see your little tiger."

The young man narrowed his eyes as he spoke, his tone unusually serious, and then he smiled.

As he spoke, he hugged Bai Yan like a little white tiger, his eyes changed slightly, and without hesitation, he began to ravage him fiercely in front of Bai Yan!

Bai Yan: “…”

Was the person he met really the owner of the rumored dark street?

Can this person really give him what he wants?

Why does it seem so unreliable?

Bai Yan's mind was full of questions at the moment. The little white tiger seemed to be unable to bear it anymore. It roared and even opened its mouth to bite the young man fiercely.

A faint smell of blood instantly filled the air, but the young man didn't care at all. Instead, he watched with a smile.

He loosened his hand and let the little guy run back into Bai Yan's arms, looking aggrieved and spoiled.

The young man raised his hand nonchalantly, and the wound on his hand healed instantly. He laughed twice and stared straight at the little white tiger.

"I never thought, Gu Beiyu, I never thought you would have this day..."