Liu Lang looked at the two slips of paper in his hand. After hesitating for only two breaths, he opened them one after the other.
The two slips respectively read—
[Whoever comes, kill them. Quickly relocate the stored grain, and under no circumstances let word leak out!]
[Find out where the warehouses of several grain merchants are, especially the Lin Family Grain Merchant! Burn them!]
Liu Lang looked around, sudden realization dawning across his face. "Got it."
"If the grain merchants won't sell, then we'll burn them down."
"If anyone comes investigating, kill them all."
"It's that simple. He could've just said so. But Boss... how did he guess someone would follow us here?"
Over the past few days, Liu Lang and Xue Duanyun had purchased grain separately, all in disguise, even using different names.
And to make sure they would not be discovered, they had deliberately stored it elsewhere first.
Only afterward had they transferred all the grain together to this residence.
"Who would've thought that even after being so careful, someone still tracked us here?"
"Fortunately, Boss had thought everything through. Now we can finally let loose."
Muttering to himself, Liu Lang patted the saber sheath at his waist and chuckled.
"I failed to let you drink blood last time. That was my fault."
"This time... Duanyun, Sanhu, Sihu, Boss said it himself. All who come are enemies. Kill!"
"Remember, keep the commotion down. Don't alarm the neighbors!"
On the other side, Xue Duanyun froze. "Kill people?"
As a guard of Hundred Herbs Hall, it was indeed his duty to keep this place safe.
But he still did not know whether those outside were enemies or friends. Acting directly felt somewhat rash.
Zhang Sanhu and Zhang Sihu, however, did not hesitate. Each chose a target and silently left