"Come on, Brother Qin, drink!"

In the small courtyard outside the central courtyard, Fatty Sun was trying to persuade him to drink. Qin Xiong refused to accept anyone who came, and he only stopped when he was slightly drunk.

"I won't drink anymore. I have to go see those little brats..."

Fatty Sun stood up to see him off and lowered his voice:

"Brother Qin, I heard that we will open a new shop in Zhelong Mansion after the new year, and the shopkeeper will be stationed in the city in the future? By then..."

"Who did you listen to?"

Qin Xiong's only trace of drunkenness dissipated, his eyes were slightly cold, and he smiled immediately:

"It's just a rumor. If Qiu Long is not dead, how dare Shopkeeper Cao leave Gaoliu City for a long time? That's a poisonous dragon crossing the river from the 'Shenbing Valley'..."

"Brother Qin is right, rumors, rumors..."

Fatty Sun smiled:

"I want to say that if there are any changes in the shop, Brother Qin should not forget about my younger brother..."

"Ha~"

Waving his hand, Qin Xiong walked out the door. The smile on Fatty Sun's face disappeared instantly, and he even looked a little cold.

…

"Um?"

There were still about twenty meters away from the central courtyard, and Qin Xiong couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

Naturally, his eyesight was very good. Under the moonlight, thirty or forty apprentices danced with hammers in unison, but he could distinguish the good from the bad at a glance and judge the quality of the apprentices.

The one who played the best...

"That boy?"

Qin Xiong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the place where the breaking wind came from, a little surprised and a little amused:
Chapter completed!