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Sheng Changan's eyes were cold. "How many people from Jingguo are working for them?"

He smiled awkwardly and said, "Not many. Those who were unwilling to do so died. Like those people outside the city, if anyone noticed, they would either come in and work for them or die."

"Is this inn yours?" Her tone was indistinguishable from joy or anger.

"Yes, yes! But I'm also working for them." His voice lowered, as if he felt a little guilty.

"Why has the news here never been spread out?" Sheng Changan seemed not to notice his guilty conscience and continued to ask.

“Anyone who comes here needs to leave enough behind so they can leave.”

"what?"

He hesitated and didn't dare to answer. He finally understood what was going on. He didn't know where this ignorant young lady came from. She had some kung fu skills and was a bit kind-hearted.

Sheng Changan's eyes darkened slightly, and the knife moved a little further inside.

He began to panic. Although she had good intentions, his life was now in her hands. "I'll tell you, I'll tell you."

"Of course they have money, and they also want to leave their loved ones behind. Of course, this can be redeemed."

"Can these people live to see that day?" Sheng Changan said coldly.

He smiled ingratiatingly and said, "The adults have noticed this." Looking at Sheng Changan's cold expression, he shuddered before continuing.

"It generally depends on how much money they're willing to leave. If they have someone, they have leverage over them. Naturally, they wouldn't dare tell anyone. Money talks, and they're no exception."

"If they really came to redeem the person, no one would dare to speak up. If the news got out, they would be too embarrassed to face anyone."

Sheng Changan was silent for a long time before he said, "Where do most of the Xianbei people gather? I mean, if they are the only ones there."

He asked tentatively, "Why are you asking about this? Are you planning to take action against them?" He swallowed hard, looking at Sheng Changan's expression. "Are you really going to do it?"

"I say and you answer. It's not your turn to ask me questions." The blood on his neck flowed more.

He was a little flustered. If he told others about the Xianbei people and they found out later, his fate would be even worse than it was now. He made up his mind and was about to call for help.

Sheng Changan said with a half-smile, "You better think it over carefully. If you shout it out, my sword will definitely take your head off first. If you tell the truth now, you can live longer."

He looked flustered, and cold sweat fell like rain. He stammered, "I know they have a military camp, but I'm not sure where it is."

Sheng Changan stood up, with hope on his face, and knelt down and said, "Can I leave now? I swear I will never reveal what happened today, I..."

Before he could finish his words, a piece of his tongue fell to the ground, his eyes full of disbelief.

The next second, he felt a sharp pain between his legs, but he could no longer make a sound and could only wail silently.

But soon a bloody mark appeared on his neck, and he fell to the ground, no longer breathing.

Sheng Chang'an's expression remained calm. He wiped the blood off his clothes before putting away the sword, but a slight sound came from the window.

She stood by the window holding a sword, watching it slowly open, her eyes full of murderous intent.