That wandering merchant isn't exactly a fan of the Scorching Sun Department, you know—even if you just want to ask a couple things, in his eyes, that's already buying information.
And since it's a deal, whether he's even willing to do business with us is another question entirely.
After a moment's thought, Cai Qidong dialed Wen Yan's number.
In Nanwu County, the most convenient person—who's met the wandering merchant, done business with him, and could also help the Scorching Sun Department ask about this stuff—well, clearly, that's Wen Yan.
He put his phone on the table, waited for the call to connect and the timer to start, before finally picking it up.
"Hey, Wen Yan, got something I'd like you to help out with."
"Yo, Chief, just say the word. As long as it doesn't cost me money, I'm up for anything."
Wen Yan brought up the money issue right off the bat—not because he wanted to, but because his savings were nearly wiped out by Gauss's shenanigans.
