At the foot of Cloud Mist Peak.
The little shaobing shop was bustling with activity during the day.
They made shaobing every day.
Business had picked up again recently, and they didn't want to waste the opportunity.
Naturally, they put all their effort into making them.
Every extra one they could sell mattered.
But before they had even opened for business, several people suddenly arrived.
They sealed off the area around the shop.
Then they took Song Qing and Tang Feng into custody.
Song Qing and Tang Feng were both stunned.
They were at a complete loss, and a sense of helpless terror filled their hearts.
Facing these people, they didn't even dare to speak rashly.
They were completely at their mercy.
"I'll ask the questions, and you'll answer," a woman holding a long saber said, looking at the two of them.
Hearing this, Song Qing immediately nodded. "Senior, we haven't done anything."
"Whose shop is this?" the woman asked.
"Sen-Senior Jiang Man's," Song Qing replied.
