Fang Zhanbo's breathing became rapid all of a sudden. Originally, he just wanted to bring people here to awe Chen Yu, to let him know who really controlled Jiang City.
But now the situation had completely exceeded his expectations.
"Mr. Chen, it was I who have offended you. From now on in Jiang City, if you need anything, just call me, and I will manage it for you, whether in the mountains or through flames."
Chen Yu didn't say much more, turned around, and returned to the underground market.
Qin Mingxue had been leaning against the door, watching from afar and had also called a few bodyguards to follow behind him. If something unexpected happened, they would go out and snatch Chen Yu back.
But she had not seen clearly what happened, and Chen Yu returned swaggeringly, while Fang Zhanbo still had the face of an eggplant.
"Mr. Chen, are you alright?" Qin Mingxue hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
Chen Yu shook his head, chuckled lightly, and then stepped down from the stairs.
