Upon hearing the word "agent," Zheng Xinxi was momentarily stunned, almost thinking he had heard it wrong.
Becoming Lin Beichen's agent? This must be an incredible opportunity—am I still dreaming, not yet fully awake from last night's hangover?
Even if his family hadn't fallen from grace and he was still the prominent young master of the Zheng Clan, he wouldn't have the qualifications to compare to Lin Beichen's agent.
"Mr. Lin, I'm already a ruined man. Please don't tease me anymore."
Zheng Xinxi said eagerly.
"I'm not interested in playing games with you. I'm actually offering you the role of an agent."
Lin Beichen frowned slightly, looking coldly at him.
"I'll be leaving Xiang Island in a few days. The matters related to the Zheng Clan hold no value for me, but I need an agent to maintain order on Xiang Island and let everyone know of my presence.
