Above the blue sky, Wang Zhifan, who was in an invisible state, was riding the equally invisible Pegasus Red Deer Horse, galloping wildly. They had already charged out of the cloud-filled airspace, arriving in a sky as clear as a polished jade.

At this moment, he was holding his phone, occasionally glancing at the map and the ground below to confirm his location. Suddenly, he noticed an exceptionally conspicuous patch of gray among the mountain rocks below.

"Is that... the Gray Realm? Hmm, it should be correct."

Drawing on his past experiences dealing with the Gray Realm as a temp worker with Chu Wei, Wang Zhifan quickly confirmed that the gray area among the rocks below was indeed the Gray Realm, and it seemed to be a newly born Gray Realm that no one was managing.

"I don't know what level this Gray Realm is, maybe there's a BOSS to fight... But for now, I should focus on the current task. I'll check it out when I return later."

Without much hesitation, Wang Zhifan galloped straight over the Gray Realm below, as he was always a person who acted according to plan, rarely changing his plans due to unexpected situations unless absolutely necessary.

After this small episode, about ten minutes later, Wang Zhifan, moving at an incredible speed, reached the vicinity of his first destination relatively smoothly, which was Zhengyu City in Nanshan Province. In this provincial city, he had a client who wanted to trade for a rare elite rifle.

Approaching Zhengyu City, Wang Zhifan began to precisely locate the transaction site. He continued to ride the Red Deer Horse in its invisible state, though at a much-reduced speed.

After taking some time, he finally found a suitable landing spot in Zhengyu City, allowing the Red Deer Horse to land in an unmonitored alley, and then released the summon on the Red Deer Horse, letting it return to its own world for the moment. Meanwhile, he removed the Wind Concealing Conical Hat from his head, revealing his figure, and began moving in the guise of a youth wearing a Mad Tree-man Mask.

Soon, using this disguise, he took a cab to a rather grand metropolitan building, and then strode into the building's lobby, addressing a woman in uniform standing at the luxurious front desk:

"Hello! I have an appointment to meet with your Mr. Han today, please convey that."

The woman at the front desk, dressed in professional uniform and wearing a headset, subtly scanned Wang Zhifan with her eyes once he finished speaking, then turned her gaze to the computer screen below, moved her fingers, and looked for a moment before raising her head to speak to Wang Zhifan:

"May I ask your surname, sir?"

"My surname is Huang."

Wang Zhifan immediately replied without hesitation, as this surname was the one he had temporarily set up for the transaction.

"Alright, Mr. Huang, please wait a moment."

The receptionist nodded slightly towards the otherwise unremarkable Wang Zhifan.

Shortly afterwards, she tapped away at the computer in front of her, murmured a few words into her headset, then raised her head to inform Wang Zhifan to take the elevator beside him to the 67th floor, where their Mr. Han was already waiting.

"Thank you."

Wang Zhifan replied politely and then turned to take the elevator upstairs.

Two minutes later, when he exited the elevator on the 67th floor of the building, he found that this floor was a well-lit, high-end reception room. Through the transparent glass door in front of him, he could see an ornate classical European long table inside, surrounded on three sides by sofas and high-backed chairs. The walls surrounding the sofas had several large, bright, carved windows, allowing natural light to illuminate the space fully.

"Where is everyone?"

Wang Zhifan was quite satisfied with this open transaction environment, but the problem was that he saw no one here, and the glass door in front of him was tightly closed.

Just as he felt a bit speechless, he heard the elevator door behind him, which had just automatically closed, start to make noises again. As the elevator door opened to the sides, a tall woman wearing everyday clothes in white and gray appeared.

This woman's facial features weren't particularly striking, but her skin was relatively fair, and her demeanor exuded a distinctive aloofness. Her slightly upturned eyes were especially captivating, carrying a mix of brightness and a hint of chilliness, letting Wang Zhifan know that she was undoubtedly a player with some personal credentials.

"Mr. Huang, I'm sorry for being a bit late."

The woman stepped out of the elevator, smiling faintly as she addressed the turned-around Wang Zhifan, then casually extended her fair right hand to him.

"It's alright. Mr. Han making time to meet is already quite commendable."

Wang Zhifan likewise extended his right hand to shake hers briefly before releasing, while speculating about her identity.

"Hehe, are you so certain that I am Mr. Han? And not Mr. Han's secretary?"

Possibly just in her early twenties, the young woman softly chuckled, slightly narrowing her eyes as she responded to the assured man before her.

"I'm very sure."

Seeing the situation, Wang Zhifan instantly replied, explaining the reasoning behind his conclusion:

"Being in such a large company yet being so simply dressed and moving freely can't be the mark of a secretary. Besides, your demeanor isn't that of an ordinary person; you must be the chairman no doubt."

To be honest, at first sighting her silhouette, Wang Zhifan didn't instinctively categorize her as the chairman. But once he sensed the unique aura she exuded, he immediately recognized that this woman likely was his buyer, the so-called Mr. Han.

"Oh, you indeed guessed correctly..."

The woman slightly nodded in acknowledgment after Wang Zhifan finished speaking.

"But let's complete the transaction quickly. I'd like to see the goods first."

She promptly walked forward, causing the transparent glass door ahead to open automatically as she approached, probably triggered by some facial recognition entry system.

"I've brought the item with me; feel free to take a look, Mr. Han."

Wang Zhifan promptly retrieved the rare elite rifle from his personal space, handing the rare-grade firearm, which he had acquired from some unlawful group, to the young woman who'd entered the bright lounge.

The woman unhesitatingly began to handle the weapon Wang Zhifan handed over.

She skillfully extracted several bullets from her personal space, loaded them into the rifle's magazine, then seamlessly went through the actions of chambering a round, disengaging the safety, and firing the weapon, shooting down two birds just passing the window outside, turning them into two clouds of blood in the sky.

"This gun of yours has some internal damage; I can only offer 4 million at most."

After a few test shots, the young woman suddenly turned back to Wang Zhifan, frowning slightly as she spoke.

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