A man's voice, chuckling, soon came through the phone. "Hello, Mr. Ning. What brings you to call your brother today?"
Ning Zifeng narrowed his eyes. "Brother Shan, are you busy at the moment?"
"Not at all, Mr. Ning. Whenever you reach out, I'm free. What can I do for you?"
Ning Zifeng cracked a sly smile. "To be honest, Brother Shan, I need a favor. I've taken a fancy to a woman."
"Oh? Go on, Mr. Ning."
Ning Zifeng's gaze shifted, locking onto Zhao Dong in the distance. A cold glint flashed in his eyes before he spoke evenly, "The woman I'm interested in is at the same bar as me, but... there's another man with her."
"I understand. Mr. Ning, do you want us to cause some trouble for this guy? We can just go over and give him a good beating."
