Chapter 143 The Merchant Of Secrets

• The landscape ahead gradually shifted from desolation to a bustling crossroads. Travelers from all walks of life moved in various directions, their wagons laden with goods or belongings. At the center of this convergence stood a large encampment—a sprawling collection of tents and makeshift stalls.
• Kael gestured to the group. “We could use a resupply, and this place might offer more than just provisions.”
• “Or trouble,” Nyssa muttered, scanning the crowd with a sharp gaze.