"Have all the people in Liaocheng withdrawn?"

Zhan Wuque asked out loud.

Now, the Qian family has long been incorporated into the Xiongbatian Chamber of Commerce, and the Qian family branch in Liaocheng naturally belongs to the Xiongbatian Chamber of Commerce.

"The message has been sent, and it should have been evacuated now," Qian Wanguan sighed, "not only the Qian family, Brother Zhuge and other families have begun to evacuate one after another."

"By the way, according to the spies, a group of men in black robes have recently come to Liaocheng. They are holding small black flags in their hands, as if they are looking for something, a bit like the Ghost Crying Eid that the young master ordered to find."

Du Juan suddenly said from the side.

"Yes, it is said that there are more than twenty people in this group of black robes, including men and women, and they act erratic and cruel. All those who annoyed them were removed from their heads and died miserably."

After Du Juan reminded him, Qian Wanguan immediately recalled it.

Black robe man? Black small flag?

Zhan Wuque's heart moved.
Chapter completed!