"This... Sir, these unscrupulous merchants are capable of any wrongdoing. They might really be so deranged as to harm you, so better let the guards stand outside," Man Cang felt uneasy. He wasn't afraid, but Ye Shikai bore a heavy responsibility and was a favored young officer of Meng Tian. It would be a disaster if anything happened.
"Don't worry, merchants thrive on amicable dealings. If I provoke them like this, and they then resort to murder — especially against a Qin Army officer — they truly aren't cut out for business," Ye Shikai swirled the tea in his cup. "By the way, go tell the waiter that I've reserved the entire teahouse today. No one else is allowed in except the person I'm waiting for."
"Don't worry, Sir, I'll take care of it immediately."
"Waiter, bring another pot of good tea."
"Alright, it'll be ready shortly, Sir."
Two hours later.
"Man Cang, how are the thirteen grain sale points doing?" Ye Shikai asked.
