Looking at Zhao Feng speak without missing a beat.
Ying Zheng chuckled, "Wang Wan has offended you; he truly offended the wrong person."
"Great King."
"I am wholly dedicated to serving the public," Zhao Feng said seriously.
"There's no need to say these things in front of me; do you think I don't know your little thoughts?" Ying Zheng glanced with mock annoyance.
"Great King."
"I am serious," Zhao Feng maintained his solemn demeanor.
But the next moment.
A word from Ying Zheng made Zhao Feng's heart skip.
"Immortals' Liquor House is your property, isn't it?"
Ying Zheng slowly began speaking.
Zhao Feng sneaked a peek at Ying Zheng's expression; indeed, he looked so sure.
Zhao Feng knew he couldn't hide anymore; it must have been thoroughly investigated.
"How did the Great King find out?" Zhao Feng asked with a smiling face.
"Do you think such a place, where money flows like water, where numerous dignitaries come and go, and distributed throughout the land—"
