Almost eleven o'clock.
On the path outside the inn.
A squad of soldiers carrying guns ran alongside a small car.
A junior officer was driving the car.
Boss Peng sat in the passenger seat, crossed his legs, and looked ahead at the approaching inn.
At this moment, the place was still brightly lit, making it quite conspicuous in the outskirts.
'Is their business that good?
What can I earn from thirty percent?'
Seeing this scene, Boss Peng straightened up slightly, noticing that the tables and chairs outside the inn were nearly full.
Meanwhile.
"Look, there are soldiers over there..."
"Are they coming towards us?"
"Look at the uniforms... They're with General Hang..."
Most of the guests outside the inn, upon seeing the group of soldiers approaching, the cheerful drinking atmosphere was instantly disrupted, replaced by a timid demeanor, with heads down, focusing on their meal.
Only a few carried on obliviously, continuing to drink and chat.
