"Don't worry, Eldest Young Master, I will ensure that the road is cleared within half an hour using tools," Mo Changfeng said angrily to Zheng Su's back. This time, Zheng Su came to Yanjing like a weasel paying respects to a chicken with ill intentions. Now that Zheng Ji is in trouble, he certainly couldn't stand idly by. The ritual event is of great importance, affecting Zheng Ji's reputation within the family. He not only has to work hard but also has to risk everything. What normally takes an hour must be completed within half an hour.
"Elder Mo, I'll leave this to you then. I'll go and inform my father first," Zheng Ji nodded.
"Miss Zheng, the task you assigned to us has been completed." At this moment, in a distant encampment, Zheng Su was on the phone with someone.
"Well done, no traces left, right?"
"Don't worry, Miss Zheng. Absolutely unnoticed," came the assured response from the other end of the phone.
