"How many attendants did that merchant bring with him?"
"Seven..."
Gongsun Jing's pupils suddenly contracted as thoughts that had just formed in his mind became clear.
In the not-so-vast North Martial State City, if seven burly men were to suddenly appear, they could not remain hidden under careful scrutiny.
But what if these seven men had already been in existence?
The same names, the same faces, even spotless backgrounds, having toiled in Fufeng County for several years—under these circumstances, even if Great Qin mobilized all of Fufeng's experts and military force, it would be very difficult to root them out.
The locust tree replaced the peach tree.
A scheme like that of today was definitely not planned in a single day!