In the tightly defended inn.
"Chairman, Chairman." The travel-weary Fat Tongue greeted Zi Di, visibly excited, "It's great to see you unharmed."
Since Zi Di's summoning, Sanda had gathered a group of people to conceal Fat Tongue within the team. On the surface, they were reviewing accounts, but in reality, they were just transporting the crucial figure, Fat Tongue.
Of course, they did their accounting check as well.
Zi Di smiled and felt a sense of familiarity upon seeing Fat Tongue again: "Sorry, Elder Fat Tongue, for making you take the risk of coming to the Ice Sculpture Royal Capital this time."
Fat Tongue immediately shook his head: "If the enemy wanted to attack, I wouldn't have been safe at Snowbird Port either."
"Besides, back then, I started the business from scratch with the old chairman, experiencing situations far more dangerous than this multiple times."
"Chairman, you made the right decision."
