Shopkeeper Chen laughed heartily, "No need. He thinks he can do as he pleases by gathering a few martial artists, but what use is an Executive Officer when it comes to doing business? Even if you bring Lu Yang from the Jing Dynasty Martial Temple, without our support, he won't understand the intricacies of the salt trade here."
As he spoke, Chen Yue picked up an ivory card, and without looking, slapped it onto the table, "Mahjong."
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Six carriages left Luoma Market Street and then split up, driven by the Yulin Army in circles, finally converging in a small alley east of Zhengyang Gate Street.
There was only one household in the alley. Upon alighting, the Yulin Army immediately guarded both ends of the alley, their eyes scanning like hawks, leaving nothing unchecked.
Chen Ji arrived at the door of that household, lifted the beast-head knocker on the brown wooden door, and knocked three times quickly, then three times slowly.
With a creak, the wooden door opened.
