Shu Yu paused for a moment, "You..."
Young Master Jiang raised his eyes to look at the mountain, "You want to go check out that forest, don't you? I'll go too. I'm still the master of the Manor; I can't just ignore Little Ya'er's disappearance."
Shu Yu stared at him for a few seconds and understood—Young Master Jiang definitely knew what that place was for.
The black market isn't exactly a secret; it's just that common folk are unaware of it, while the wealthy families in Jiangyuan County are all in the know.
Young Master Jiang himself is a major landlord. Even for a piece of land with poor yields over a hundred acres, he's willing to persist in experimenting for four or five years—clearly, money is no object for him.
What's more, the black market is merely two thousand meters away from his Manor; it would be odd if he didn't know about it.
