Wen Mian's response seemed to provide a reasonably normal answer.
This alleviated Zhao Kuo's lingering worries in an instant.
The man furrowed his brows and stared at Wen Mian for a long time.
Even if he felt unwilling, there was nothing he could do about it.
"I understand, but I have saved and recorded today's events; every word you've said is documented as evidence by me. Don't think you can renege on your words—I'll still be coming to you later."
"Of course."
Now that Zhao Kuo's issue was resolved, Wen Mian still harbored a desire to learn the specifics of the incident.
His coming here to cause trouble today was definitely not a spur-of-the-moment decision.
It's possible that the black-clad attackers were related to Zhao Kuo.
Especially since Zhao Kuo had just been accompanied by a group of men in black.
Wen Mian knit her brows and interrupted Zhao Kuo before he could speak.
