The commotion was rather huge, and the Dark North Capital was rarely this roused. There was a huge skirmish going on within the shop, and one could see that it had been trashed on the inside. Clearly, hands had been thrown.

This shop's name was Boudoir of Rarities, and it sold some marvels, immortal essences, precious treasures, dao treasures, and the like. The word “rare” was king here, and all of the items were clearly labeled with their prices.

Wu Yu and the others had actually passed this shop before in the day, which was why he had an impression of it. He remembered that a small girl with pigtails had been sitting inside, minding the shop. Normally, there were not many customers, and she was rather free as well, studying out of a book on spirit designs.

Anyone who could open a shop in the Dark North Capital clearly had some status, which was why the people in the Boudoir of Rarities were important people as well. Although their identity was not known, they dared to start trouble here, and some serious trouble at that. The sound of crying could be heard, and Wu Yu guessed that...