Zhu Feng, seeing the situation, hurried over. Lu Qing and Zhu Yu followed behind to see what was going on.
Ever since Zhu Feng arrived here, he had been letting a guard who had been with him for many years act on his behalf, using the Prince Shuo Mansion's token to gather people and arrange various matters. He himself never appeared directly, and now wearing simple clothes, no one could associate him with the second son of the Prince Shuo family.
He approached the middle-aged man, squatted down, picked up the broken piece of an iron pickaxe from the ground, and asked, "Big brother, why not use a sturdy, handy tool? Using something like this not only makes work harder, but it's also easy to accidentally hurt yourself."
