"The main trade depot... What about it?" Su Chen was slightly taken aback.
Seeing his confusion, Fatty Sun explained, "The fog isolates the routes. Although there are fixed shipping lanes connecting the cities, and Ying Feng sends people to clear them every year, there are still unavoidable risks."
"That's why powerful Professionals are needed for escorts. The people in charge of trade are usually city officials. In Southwind City, the one responsible for it is the City Lord's younger brother."
'Zhang Hongbo's younger brother, no wonder…' Su Chen realized. He knew very little about these kinds of connections.
'Does Zhang Hongbo know? Or is this a classic case of being blind to what's right under his nose…'
"If we send people over, I'm afraid we won't even get through the main depot's gates." Fatty Sun's face was full of worry. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Of all the people to slip it to, they had to give it to me. And with such ugly handwriting!"
