The three of them arrived amidst the crowd of onlookers, feeling like cranes standing among chickens.
The Advance Team had been nurtured by the headquarters from a young age, receiving comprehensive nutrition in their diet, which resulted in them all being very tall; even Baiyue, the shortest among them, was taller than the surrounding crowd.
An empty space was in the middle of the crowd, where three or four men in the same uniforms were shouting something. Initially, the trio thought it was a performance of acrobatics, but upon closer inspection, they were actually collecting protection money.
These four were no ordinary men; they were dressed in similar tight outfits, with waist swords hanging by their sides, cursively cursing at a merchant. Cheng Ziang recognized their accent to be the standard Kyushu official dialect, which made him start questioning their identities.
