The potential consequence of having caused the death of a local tycoon could easily disrupt the vice-executive's affairs.
Just as Slyther had said when he left, being not assigned any tasks might as well be a good thing; he simply needed to wait for the appointment before making further plans.
Although he said it wouldn't matter whether or not he takes up the vice-executive post now, he still wanted to seize this opportunity now that he has it.
"Monitor him, the moment he leaves the city or the moment we are sure of his appearance, notify me," Wu Heng said.
"Okay!" Wen Mansha agreed, wearing a thin nightgown, laying on the couch, her legs swinging back and forth. "Master, I've been thinking, it's really good to have you around."
Wu Heng was taken aback, and as he sat down next to the sofa, he lightly patted it and asked, "What's wrong?"
