The young man seemed to be very repulsed by Yuan Yunong's flippant manner. He waved the smoke away from his face, frowned, and said, "I'm sorry! I can't report to you! I must absolutely obey Cang Lang's orders."
"You!" Yuan Yunong looked at the young man angrily and said, "This is a special period, and I have a special task that needs to be reported to Cang Lang. What if you delay it, and it causes me not to complete my second task? Do you know this task is very important and concerns the future of the organization? If you delay it, causing my task to go wrong, then you better watch out, Cang Lang might take your life!"
The coffee-selling young man looked at Yuan Yunong, seeming to sense no deceit in her words. After cautiously considering for a few seconds, he said, "Alright then! You go upstairs, and I'll call Cang Lang! Let's see what he says."
