Zheng Yunqi and Zhao Wushang both nodded repeatedly like pecking chickens, cold sweat dripping from their foreheads.
This matter is indeed difficult to speak of. Being scolded, they could only listen quietly.
Fang Che said, "I hope that your Escort Agency's Chief Yin Xiu will pay serious attention to this matter. Don't stir up trouble again!"
"Yes, yes, Steward Fang's golden words, we will definitely pass them on!"
"Alright, this escort head of yours... named Jiang Bin, right, his temper is really something... Even asked me what I could do about him being from the Demon Sect... hahaha."
Fang Che showed a toothy smile: "So, I couldn't help but lose my patience for a moment. Please convey my apologies to him."
Both of them wiped off the sweat: "Yes, Steward Fang, don't worry, it's no big deal, it's no big deal."
"Well then, I shall take my leave."
"Steward Fang, walk slowly."
Steward Fang waved his hand and finally left.
