Zhao Changhe directly took out a silver ingot and placed it on the table.
San Niang's eyes sparkled as she hugged the silver ingot to her chest and said with a smile, "Actually, it's nothing special. They consistently come here to sell grain, and after selling it, they transport jewelry from the Western Regions back to sell. After many years, I'm afraid they've made a fortune."
Zhao Changhe said without a word, "That's obvious even without you mentioning it."
"What is it that you want to know, then?"
"Their strength, the forces they regularly connect with here, and their network of relationships in the Central Plains—if you know, that is."
San Niang let out a silent chuckle. "Hey, are you from the Demon Suppression Department of Great Xia?"
Zhao Changhe's face remained expressionless. "If I wanted to uproot them completely and eradicate them root and branch, of course, I would need to know this information. What does it have to do with the Demon Suppression Department?"
