The ten soldiers were all clad in leather armor. Their leader wore the chainmail of a low-ranking officer, and every one of them held his head high. There was no need to ask to see that they had not come to do good deeds.
"Where's your boss? Tell him to come out." The leading officer gripped the saber at his waist with one hand and planted the other on his hip as he barked the order.
The ten soldiers he had brought quickly formed a line, their spears pointed into the shop as they blocked the entrance.
The moment the shop staff saw these soldiers, one of them immediately hurried forward. "Sir, what is this about?" he asked cautiously.
The officer snorted. "Your Moon Night Merchant Group is suspected of colluding with the Demon Clan. I'm taking your boss back for questioning."
The clerk froze. Clearly, this was the first time he had encountered something like this. "Sir, we're Roving Merchants! We're under the Alliance's protection."
Smack! The officer slapped him across the face. "What bullshit Roving Merchants? Let me tell you, I'm the new inspector, specifically assigned to inspect this street. I heard that your Moon Night Merchant Group is the wealthiest on this street. And why are you so rich? Because you're colluding with the Demon Clan, aren't you?"
Hearing the first part, Long Haochen pulled Cai'er aside, thinking that the Moon Night Merchant Association had gotten itself into trouble. As a member of the Temple Alliance, he naturally had no intention of meddling in such matters. As long as it did not affect the Moon Night Merchant Group's ability to take them into Demon Clan territory, that was enough.
But after hearing the rest, it was obvious that the matter had taken a different turn. What did