Chapter 100

Player Geng: He was wearing a nightgown inside and women's clothing outside, his hair was messy, his bangs were blocking his face, there was straw on his shoes, and his face was painted with brick powder makeup. There shouldn't be another person like him in the entire city of Lordan.

Ning Pan: Well, from your description, it's true that they were the men in black I encountered last night. So why were they caught?

Ning Pan: Although I despise the character of the man in black, his skills are not bad. I was able to knock him down purely by luck, and the sneak attack was successful.

Player Geng: Why don’t you guess first, how do I know that he is wearing a nightgown under his women’s clothes?

Player B: Uh...

Player D: Are you kidding?

Ning Pan: No way? If it's true, please private message me. Group chats like this will be censored by the system.

Player Geng: To be honest... I don’t actually know the specific process.

Player D: Tsk!

Player Geng: I was delayed by something when I got the news. When I got there, I saw the man in black being pinned to the ground by two constables, and the women's clothing on him was torn into pieces like a beggar's clothes.

Player Geng: But that black-hearted man has been beaten to death.

Players A, B, and C: Wow, congratulations!

Player B: Why haven’t you two logged off yet?

Didn't the system scan the health of logged-in players? How had these two managed to stay up all night without getting kicked off? Confused, Bei Qiao closed the spam chat and, seeing her mounts were mostly rested, pulled on the reins to urge them on. After an hour's run, she unexpectedly caught up with the caravan she'd encountered earlier.

"Dad, it hurts so much! I can't study anymore!" When Bei Qiao passed by the caravan, the child who was being urged by his father to do his homework was yelling in the carriage: "It hurts so much! It hurts so much!"

"What can't you read? Put the book on the table. If you can't write, just read aloud!" The child's father, Manager Hong of the Molan Caravan, slapped his son gently on the back of the head. "Doctor Ge, thank you for your help."

"It's nothing serious, just a cramp. It's not a big deal." Doctor Ge stroked his beard and said, "Eating some cantaloupe will help."

"This... doesn't require taking medicine?"

"I can prescribe medicine for him, but are you sure he will drink it?" The last time I prescribed medicine, half of it was fed into the flowerpot and half was fed into the floor.

"It's okay, just go ahead and drive. I'll figure out the rest!"

"Dad, I suddenly don't feel so much pain anymore."

"No, you're in pain."

If they don't do business in the future, this father and son can partner up to perform crosstalk, and there will probably be a lot of people coming to support them... Bei Qiao drove past the caravan without looking around, pretending not to hear the conversation between those people.

The guard, sitting in the front compartment, sharpening his knife, heard the carriage's noise and turned to glance at Bei Qiao. His eyes weren't friendly, as if he was on guard against something. The scarlet marks on his knife looked fresh, as if the caravan had just been through a fierce battle not long ago.

Not wanting to be stared at all the way, Bei Qiao simply sat back in the front seat of the car and sped towards Luodan City. He finally arrived at the city gate around four o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing the soldiers defending the city, the caravan guards not far behind Bei Qiao's carriage relaxed slightly, holstering their weapons. As for the child with the cramp, he had already excitedly jumped off the car, only to be intercepted mid-air by the guards and smoothly shoved back into the carriage. Both sides were very skilled, the entire process flowing like water, a sight that amused everyone entering and leaving the city gate.

Although almost all of the Cen family members were apprehended, those followers and thugs who had escaped during the chaos were not all apprehended and brought to justice. To ensure that all the criminals were apprehended and to expedite the case, the prefect ordered all soldiers guarding the city to strictly investigate those leaving the city, while those entering the city did not need to be investigated too strictly.

Because the exit inspection was so strict, the process was slow, and the lines were still long into the afternoon. A few people, desperate to leave the city, tried to cut in line, but were immediately kicked out by those behind them: "Soldier, this person cut in line! This is so suspicious!"

Upon hearing that something exciting was going on, the people nearby quickly gathered around and stood on the street to watch. Bei Qiao, who had just entered the city, gripped the reins tightly and drove forward carefully, fearing that he might accidentally hit a child running around on the street.

After finally leaving the most congested section of the road, Bei Qiao found the official inn in Luodan City. He parked the carriage in the stable to let Huihui and Honghong rest for a while, and went to the counter to ask if there were any vacant rooms.

"Yes, sir." This morning, the authorities had assigned a new staff member to temporarily replace the inn's new owner. As for the waiters, players were still filling in for the time being, and their salaries were paid in cash. When Bei Qiao arrived at the inn, the new owner, Tang Xin, had just finished handing over his duties and put down the roster. As for the players who had been staying in the basement, having not slept the previous night, they had gone offline immediately after returning to their rooms today, and had only recently started to come online one after another.

As usual, she chose the Di room, put away her worthless luggage, and left the room with her backpack. She asked the waiter for the exact location of the Cen Mansion. Afterwards, she walked to the Cen Mansion and, from a distance, observed the seal on the gate of the Cen Mansion among the crowd.

Before sealing the house, the prefect had his men search the Cen residence and seized items that could directly incriminate the Cen family. After years of rampant local tyranny, the Cen family had long since lost their initial caution, storing much of the contraband in boxes in the warehouse with no intention of hiding it. However, the gold, silver, and jewelry were hidden so well that the prefect had to borrow a dog from the coroner to barely recover some of it.

Bei Qiao noticed that the outside of the Cen Mansion's walls was spotless, as if they had been carefully cleaned. Even the broken pieces of items that the player had accidentally dropped last night had been picked up. The nearby pawnshop seemed deserted for now, but once the Cen Mansion incident was resolved, many items familiar to the Cen family would likely appear there.

Smart people are everywhere. While Bei Qiao was watching the excitement, children were already in the crowd, carrying small baskets and selling sunflower seeds, peanuts, preserved fruits, and other snacks. Although not everyone would buy, with so many people watching, some people would find it boring to just stand there and eat something to pass the time, so that they wouldn't get bored while chatting. "I told you they'd get their comeuppance. Hey... Hey, what's that caravan doing? Why did they stop at the gate of the Cen Mansion?"

The onlookers noticed that an unfamiliar caravan stopped at the gate of the Cen Mansion. When they saw the seal, the people who jumped off the carriage were stunned for a moment, looked up and carefully looked at the plaque above the gate: We have come to the right place, but what's the matter with this seal?

Oh, aren't these the crosstalk father and son? Bei Qiao dodged the kid chasing after him to sell sunflower seeds and continued to join in the fun in another place: "Spend when you can and save when you can. It's just peanuts and sunflower seeds. I can roast a pound myself when I'm offline."

Shopkeeper Hong, not one to be so naive, immediately dispatched people to inquire about the situation. The locals didn't know much, but under the pressure of money, they managed to dig out some information from their memories. Bei Qiao, due to his convenient location, was also questioned and received a reward—a small jar of chili sauce.

"Other forces are intervening, the authorities are stepping in, and the area is directly blocked... Damn it!" Shopkeeper Hong took the mint tea prepared by Doctor Ge and drank half the teapot in one breath: "What should we do with this batch of goods!" Although this was a loss-making business forced upon him by the Cen family, if this business fails and the money cannot be recovered, the caravan's business will also be severely damaged.

"Dad, with the Cen family's behavior, even if we send the goods over, we probably won't get paid, right?" Shopkeeper Hong's son climbed into the car with the help of his guards and patted Shopkeeper Hong's arm in a condescending manner: "At least we won't be bullied by them anymore."

"What do you mean by bullying? Who are you talking to? Go back to your homework when you're no longer cramped!" Shopkeeper Hong carried his son back to his carriage. "The adults are responsible for making money to support the family. Why would a little kid get involved?"

"But your business is not as good as mother's..."

"Shut up!"

The Cen family was bankrupt, but that didn't mean the business was dead. Worried about accidents on the way back, Shopkeeper Hong simply started a business locally, intending to sell as much goods as possible to ease the burden of the return trip, and if possible, to buy some more to sell back home.

Before doing business, he had to register with the government office, but this did not prevent him from advertising himself first.

The Cen family is gone, and I don’t know what will happen to those players who helped the natives. They might be exposed by the Cen family and bite back... Bei Qiao shook the advertising paper with the details of the goods he had just received in his hand, followed the caravan, and walked towards the government office: The natives nearby don’t seem to know as much as I do, so I should go to the government office first to see if there are any notices posted.

If there are no announcements, then just wander around. It's said that in cities where the Fourth Scourge quest can be generated, side quests are easy to pick up, and you can sometimes find them while walking down the street.

Beiqiao asked the people around him how to get to the government office. The woman he asked thought Beiqiao had run into trouble, so she stopped a rickshaw driver she knew and asked him to take Beiqiao to the government office to report to the authorities. When she put Beiqiao on the rickshaw, she warmly comforted Beiqiao and said, "Although our prefect is useless in front of the big families, at least he won't fool you. Reporting to the authorities may not solve the problem, but you will know how complicated your case is. If..."

"No, I just want to take a look..." Bei Qiao dodged and broke free from the other person's hands.

"Auntie understands, you just go and take a look!" The old lady winked at Bei Qiao: You can't say that you are going to report to the police, or you will be targeted by your enemies.

Bei Qiao sighed: "No, I don't understand."