"If you discover those impersonating the Commander, report to the Jia Family immediately, understand?" In a dimly lit environment, a harsh and shrill voice suddenly echoed.
Following swiftly was a voice full of humility:
"Understood, understood."
"If I encounter them, I will certainly report to the Jia Family."
Even though the environment was chaotic and dark, Zhang Xinying could still gather some understanding of the situation outside from the foreign noises.
Inside a dilapidated and low house in Tam Village, a middle-aged man stood at the door, speaking to an elderly man:
"Good that you understand."
This person was wearing the attire of the Jia Family's Guard Commander, looking far more splendid than that of an ordinary guard.
After the middle-aged man spoke, he shouted inside:
"Have you finished the search? Found anything?"
At this moment, guards from the Jia Family successively walked out, saying:
"No sir."
"Found nothing unusual."
"Sir, there's nothing here."
