The figures ahead formed a line, blocking the entire road.
Mu Xiong frowned as he led his people slowly forward, wanting to see who dared to block the Mu Mansion's path.
But when they saw that the group was wearing Inspection Mansion uniforms, Mu Xiong laughed. So it was them.
"I wondered who it was. Turns out it's the Inspector." Mu Xiong said with a cold laugh, "Earlier, we asked you to help clear the way, and you didn't come. I thought you'd forgotten, but here you are now, almost at the dock. What's the use of coming now?"
"Forget it, forget it."
Mu Xiong waved his hand helplessly, "Don't come for nothing. Help us carry these things later. There are so many boxes here!"
"You all can just rest in a bit." Mu Xiong turned to his men and said, "Let them handle the carrying."
"Alright!"
Everyone was happy to hear this. They wouldn't have to work, and there was free labor—nothing could be better.
