The carriage outside was already set and ready to go, just waiting for Song Chongjin and Wang Yongzhu to get in so it could depart.
By this time, the day was bright, and the townspeople were up and about.
In Shiqiao Town during this season, it's usually just the locals, and merchants from out of town don't typically come until later.
They wait until autumn when the leaves begin to yellow, the fruits in the forest ripen, and the animals' fur thickens before arriving from all around.
Therefore, such a large group of people drew a lot of attention.
Many idle men and children gathered around the carriage team, pointing and murmuring.
"Where's this noble patron from? Tsk tsk, what a presence!"
"Could it be merchants from somewhere else? Coming to our Shiqiao Town at this time?"
"What are you looking at? Just look at those gentlemen; judging by their demeanor, they've clearly seen blood. What merchant could afford such people?" someone with a bit more insight scoffed.
