The Commercial Team from Red River Town had arrived earlier than planned.
Upon hearing the news of the Blood Hand Clan's demise, these merchants had hurriedly marched and reached the northern outskirts of Qingquan City in just two and a half days.
The longer they delayed, the colder the weather would become, and the probability of the prisoners' survival would decrease. They needed to transport these prisoners back to Red River Town before they froze to death and sell them to the right buyers.
If more than half died on the return journey, they would hardly make any money from the trip...
Braving the heavy snow that filled the sky, the dust-covered Commercial Team arrived at the gates of the abandoned tire factory.
Signaling for the team behind him to stop, a man wearing a cotton coat and carrying a semi-automatic rifle on his chest stepped forward.
