Yingjiu's silence and hesitation had finally exhausted all of Qinghe's patience. She turned her head slightly to look at the two people behind her.
Understanding her unspoken command, the two sprinted towards one of the rooms before Yingjiu could react. Inside was a woman and a child, presumably Yingjiu's wife and son, and another was a burly and robust man.
One of Qinghe's men engaged in a fight with the burly man, while the other easily brought out the woman and child. He used just the right amount of force to ensure they couldn't break free yet wouldn't be hurt.
That exceptionally tall man, nearly one meter ninety, was also not a pushover. The two seemed evenly matched, fighting to a stalemate.
