Jiang Zhengfeng listened carefully for a while but detected no unusual sounds from the other side. He must be getting paranoid. After all, once a man becomes impotent, it is easy for him to imagine his wife fooling around. Over the years, although Zhu Baixi had occasionally expressed her dissatisfaction, he believed she had neither the courage nor the opportunity to cuckold him.
She was constantly under the watch of his informants. Any man who so much as looked at Zhu Baixi the wrong way was found and thrown into the river to feed the turtles. He, Jiang Zhengfeng, would rather destroy something he couldn't use than let anyone else lay a finger on it.
After a pause, he continued, "Tomorrow, a shipment needs to be sent out. It's landing in Yuncheng City. Tianquan is short-staffed right now, so pull some of your people to help him."
