After all, he was an outsider, and how many of those guys in the bar were easy to deal with? All old foxes, Sara was taboo in their talks, let alone Seventh District's Feng Yi. So far, he could only confirm that there indeed was a person named Feng Yi on Colonial Planet 103, because whenever he brought up the topic of Feng Yi, the expressions of those chatting with him obviously changed.
It was like talking about leaders with ordinary people. Normally, it's just chit-chat and nothing more. But talk about this in front of the leaders themselves? How could that work? The result was that he spent the whole evening in a daze, asking around in circles, and in the end, he poured a lot of money into booze and got nothing worthwhile to show for it.
He hadn't expected that gathering intelligence in this complex underground world would be so troublesome. It seemed that this world was no exception, or rather, it might even be more ruthless than the rules of his own universe.
