Now, not only has the trade caravan lost money, but also its reputation. How can the caravan operate in this place?
The toll collector, Ah Cong, was too ashamed to face anyone and could only let the boss scold him.
Knowing it was too late, Wang Daxiong apologized to Lin Yifan: "Young brother, I'm really sorry. I didn't know my subordinate would do such an unethical thing on his own. Please forgive him, as it's his first offense."
"Don't blame him, he's my good friend. I wish he could do more unethical things like this," Lin Yifan responded.
"Uh..."
Wang Daxiong was left speechless.
Lin Yifan certainly enjoyed such unethical acts, but their trade caravan did not.
Having paid this price, the caravan ultimately gained nothing with the passengers, and it was all in vain.
After tidying up, everyone continued their journey, striving to reach Black Wind City within the scheduled time.
The night quickly fell.
