After hanging up, Wang Chenghao tossed his phone aside and leaned back.
"The underworld is getting restless. Brother Chen can't make an appearance, so I'll leave this matter to you." Wang Chenghao drank his wine and settled the matter.
"Why me? You're better at this than me." Zhou Yuncheng heard him and cried out, "This isn't right."
He knew that Wang Chenghao was up to no good. Zhou Yuncheng was used to playing with women. If he were to deal with the underworld now, wouldn't that end up backfiring on him?
"This is your only chance to atone for your sins. Do you want to or not?" Wang Chenghao picked up a piece of paper and casually folded it into a plane. Then he threw it forward and landed it in the trash bin.
"What? You haven't decided yet? You've already thought about it for a minute. Looks like I still have to take action," Wang Chenghao teased mischievously. He stood up with a bow and prepared to take his coat and leave.
