C290 Begging

"Get them out of here!" Xia Yi's voice thundered through the room in a fit of rage.

The shopkeeper dabbed at the cold sweat on his forehead, torn between the urge to retreat and the thick stack of silver bills in his grasp, which he was loath to part with. Steeling himself, he spoke up once more.

"Mr. Xia, the individuals outside claim to be your friends. They go by the names Jin Qingxia