As soon as Young Master Feiyu spoke, the NPCs standing next to him began to secretly curse in their hearts.
"If you want to be a good person, why don't you use your own spot, but instead drive us away?"
However, when Qian Xiaohao's gaze passed over them, the NPCs all showed ingratiating smiles on their faces and automatically moved to make room.
These were just the lowest-level adventurers, who, by sheer luck, had been randomly sent to this city by the system. In terms of strength, they didn't dare to offend the son of a count from the City of Sin.
Qian Xiaohao laughed and walked with his group toward Young Master Feiyu: "Thank you very much, Young Master Feiyu."
With Qian Xiaohao's arrival, the abandoned factory became even livelier. Song Jian didn't care; as long as these NPCs didn't gang up on him, he would be in an unbeatable position.
