Wei Bin thought for a moment and said, "In that case, you don't need to handle this personally. I will send someone myself. You just need to provide some support for me."
"Yes, yes, I understand." Zhang Shuai quickly nodded and bowed.
Zhang Shuai's mouth curled with coldness.
"Ye Chen, Ye Chen, you think you're so great, but this time you've offended Young Master Wei—you're doomed."
Last time, despite Zhang Shuai's outward submission after being humiliated by Ye Chen, he still harbored deep hatred for him.
This time, with the big shot from Kyoto taking the matter into his own hands, he believed that no matter how arrogant Ye Chen was, he couldn't be a match for Wei Bin.
Just as Zhang Shuai left, Wei Bin summoned a young man.
"Ah-Bao, help me kill someone. You can get the information you need from Zhang Shuai."
"Yes, young master."
Ah-Bao was once a Muay Thai champion, his prowess incredibly fearsome.
In Kyoto, Ah-Bao has helped Wei Bin deal with quite a few people.
