"Oh, you're eating," a portly, greasy-faced middle-aged man said as he strode in with a large group of people. His gaze swept over everyone in the room before finally landing on Fan Meilin and Gu Antong.
"Who are you? Do you have the wrong people?" The Gu family assumed there had been a mistake. These strangers had walked in brazenly, and judging by their clothes, they dressed similarly to the locals they had seen upon entering the city.
"You're the Gu family from Shangjing, right?" Liang Shan didn't think he had the wrong people. The men outside the post station wouldn't dare lie to him.
Seeing that none of them answered, he knew he had found the right targets. "Which one is Gu Antong? Step forward so I can have a look."
