"Are shopkeepers in the Salt Shop or not? Chen Bin, think carefully before you answer me." Chen Ji's voice was like a stone, hitting Chen Bin's chest with a dull pain.
Chen Ji stood calmly in the Salt Shop, his side flanked by Lin Yanchu and the Yulin Army who silently stood, all gazing at Chen Bin.
The sunset outside shone in, the dark silhouettes of the Yulin Army resembling undulating mountain ranges.
Chen Bin couldn't withstand the pressure, his eyes frequently darting to the curtain leading to the backyard, yet the curtain hung motionless, showing no intention of the shopkeepers emerging.
Chen Bin knew the shopkeepers had previously claimed absence; now if they suddenly appeared, it would be blatant insubordination.
The shopkeepers, for now, could only suffer in silence, continuing to avoid confrontation.
