Later that evening, Fu Ling snuck Hai Zhong out of the village to buy some clothes and amenities.
After getting everything, Fu Ling stopped at the tavern from last time and ordered a few jars of wine.
A lot fewer people were speaking do it was a bit difficult for Fu Ling to get any information.
A few drinks in, and a group of men walked in. The owner immediately went off to serve them personally. Fu Ling had a feeling he would be able to get something from these men.
As fate would have it, they sat at the table right beside them. They were quiet at first but Fu Ling bidded his time and Hai Zhong watched him quietly.
After a few drinks they became obviously more lose mouthed.
"You seen the list for the auction yet?" one of them asked, voice thick with wine and arrogance.
"Nah, I just got back from the mountains. What's on it?"
"Lots of crap," the first man grunted, then smirked. "But the grand prize… you'll never guess."
"Oh?"
His voice trembled with excitement
