His sole responsibility was to bring people in; someone else would handle the rest.
"Young Master, we shouldn't delay any longer. Let's go," Uncle Qiu said, climbing out of a crate in the cargo truck.
"Alright." Ye Fan took a deep breath and nodded, a cold smile curling his lips. "I never expected Xu Ke to actually catch Zhao Chengyang and find evidence. He got damn lucky."
"But they never expected that we had already planted a mole in the Dapeng Trading Company."
The Ye Family's swift reaction wasn't entirely thanks to Peng Hetong; otherwise, the Huang Family would have surely reacted just as quickly. Ye Fan managed to escape because Ye Yunfeng had made preparations long ago.
"Indeed. The old master is truly far-sighted," Uncle Qiu sighed with emotion. He then pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Xiao Deng. "Sorry for the trouble this time, Xiao Deng."
"No worries," Xiao Deng chuckled. "It's what I should do."
