"Come here tomorrow morning, I have something for you to do." Han Yan said dismissively with a commanding tone, then turned to Gao Weihu, "Manager Gao, I need to use your place again tomorrow, won't be a bother, will it?"
Long Wudang instinctively wanted to refuse, but after glancing at Gao Weihu, and then at the elderly Wen Gaoren next to him, who had a face full of excitement and whose hands were still slightly trembling, he ultimately kept his mouth shut.
"Again?" Gao Weihu showed hesitation. Today, letting Han Yan settle personal grudges in the black market had already broken the rules. If this happens a few more times, it might damage the reputation of the Gao Family Black Market if word got out. After all, the black market is a place for business, and breaking the rules could affect the business, making it hard for him to account for it.
