Blackstone territory, in a certain residence.
A large number of guards directly surrounded the place. Iman Knight, clad in armor, charged in leading the way, kicking the door open.
Crash!
"Ah... Sir!"
A woman at the edge of the soup pot was frightened and dropped the spoon in her hand to the ground. A farmer nearby knelt down: "Sir... You... You..."
Several children cried out.
"There's no one in the back!"
Ba Zhi also came in, looking at the scene with confusion on his face: "Could it be... that the information was wrong?!"
It looked like an ordinary family, which couldn't be linked to the mastermind behind the scenes at all.
Iman Knight's face was stern, suddenly stepped forward, scooped up a spoonful of soup, tasted it, and a smile appeared on his face: "There is salt and meat in the soup... When did ordinary farmers eat so well? Or... is it prepared for others? Search!"
The farmer's face instantly turned ashen, and then a group of soldiers rushed in, smashing everything.