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"Oh?"
Li Yan's eyes narrowed, "What happened?"
The man wielding the broadsword cursed, "Almost every household in our village makes paper. We used to have a fixed merchant to collect the goods and settle accounts every ten days, but the merchant team was robbed by bandits, and even the boss lost his life."
"Those cowardly thieves, even rabbits don't eat the grass near their nests!"
"The merchants have lost their lives. How can we dare ask for money? But now it's nearly the end of the year, and other merchant teams are afraid to come, so we can only deliver the goods ourselves."
"Sigh, poor Old Liu and his family, how will they survive?"
Sha Lifei patted their chests to comfort them, "Don't worry. From here to Chang'an, it is still relatively peaceful. We traveled all the way without any danger."
"Thank you."