"This definitely needs to be handled by the most professional people, they will certainly do a better job than I would."
Shen Ye said.
"Don't worry, the video has been uploaded, I will organize a team specifically for this matter," Kunlun said.
"Good." Shen Ye felt relieved.
He was not specialized in this after all; leaving it to a professional team was more cost-effective than toiling through it himself.
The result would be better too.
"By the way, there's one more thing I think I should tell you," Kunlun said.
"What is it?"
"Song Yinchen is ill."
"What!"
Forty minutes later.
Jiangnan Song Family.
Shen Ye sat in the living room, listening to a professional adept in medical techniques describe Song Yinchen's condition.
"She's over-exerted herself mentally, drained spiritually to the point of dizziness, and almost fell from the sky," the professional rambled.
