When Ling Zhenfei arrived at the office door detected by Perspective Eye, he didn't rush in. Instead, he pressed his ear against the crack of the door, listening to the conversation inside.
"What's the matter? Why did Lord Biao rush me to come back? What exactly happened?" The first voice Ling Zhenfei heard was Wang Changming's anxious voice.
"Boss Wang, the trouble this time is quite significant, even Lord Biao can't cover it up. That's why he called you back to handle it personally," replied the voice of Fengzi.
"What exactly happened? Speak up, don't beat around the bush!"
"Here's the thing, one of the goods obtained through Lord Guan last time accidentally escaped last night. Lord Biao has sent out his men, but they haven't found him yet!"
"What? What did you say? One escaped? How do you handle things? A bunch of garbage!"
As soon as Fengzi mentioned this, Wang Changming's reaction was like a barrel of explosives going off, as if he was about to blow up the entire room.
