Then he inclined his ear to listen.
After a moment, he thoughtfully glanced back at the middle-aged man:
"If we really can't open it, what should we do then?"
"Don't worry."
The middle-aged man smiled: "If it can be opened, that's certainly good, but if it can't be opened... someone has already gone to invite the person who can open this door."
"Oh?"
The burly man was taken aback: "I wonder which family's master it is?"
"The Ximen Family's."
The middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Although he may not be able to deal with so many people, it's not difficult to take one away from them."
"I see..."
The burly man nodded and continued tapping on the door.
Meanwhile, at sea, beyond the horizon, three large ships were anchored in silent repose.
The sails had long been stowed, and the large characters 'Ziyang Escort Agency' were not visible.
The people on the ship, having nothing to do, were chatting on the deck, looking at the sky, looking at the sea, or fishing.
