Soon after, Bei Chen Lin returned. Noticing the unfamiliar presence in the room, he couldn't help but frown.,"Be quick about this, and don't let word get out. Ten ounces of silver per person for keeping quiet.",Wang Zhanggui, who was soundly asleep, heard someone say there was a fire. He thought it was a dream at first, but as the flames grew brighter and fiercer, he opened his eyes to see for himself.。