"What's wrong with the foreigners?"
Qi Jingyu stepped forward, looking in the direction Li Qingmu pointed. The two indeed looked like foreigners, but so what?
In the past two years, the situation around Dazhou had stabilized significantly. It's become more common to see foreign merchants in the Capital City; encountering two on the street wasn't out of the ordinary.
Li Qingmu leaned on the railing, resting his chin on one hand, contemplating, "There's nothing inherently wrong with the foreigners, but they exude a murderous aura... they've seen bloodshed, yet their attire is that of merchants. That's suspicious!"
"What?"
Qi Jingyu was startled, quickly craning his neck for a better look, but the two had already taken two women into their room.
"Should we have someone tail them?"
Qi Jingyu decided promptly, his expression serious.
