To this group of traveling merchants, song qingxiao was no different from a God!
Regardless of whether it was him saving everyone or the extraordinary divine power he displayed, uncle Shan and the rest were both fearful and convinced.
Song Qing's gaze turned to Li Quan and the others.
Other than old Liu and the other two who had already died, the other traveling merchants were fine.
Goods were scattered in the hall, and containers were strewn all over the place.
They had originally emptied the container to hold the gold bars they had dug out, but in the end, they had broken the seal and almost caused a disaster.
Although their lives were saved, everyone was more or less injured. At this time, they were huddled together, waiting for song Qing's punishment.
Li Quan was on tenterhooks as he recalled the accusations that the crowd had thrown at her.
"Pack up your things and leave this place."
Song qingxiao looked away indifferently and said, "
