Xiaobao sighed and said, "So, you're implying you want to restrict my freedom, Old Liang? Forget it. I see you're in a tough spot. How about this: you should call Zhu Fan and Situ Yu back. They won't be of much use here anyway. You're short-handed, aren't you? They might be more useful on your side."
"I, Xiaobao, I didn't mean it that way. I'm actually planning to bring people to come check it out myself," Liang Hong replied with some bitterness in his tone.
"No need, really. That's settled then. I'll send them back in a bit. My safety isn't a big deal. Think about it yourself." Xiaobao chuckled twice and then hung up the phone.
After hanging up, Xiaobao's expression turned serious: "The A-team said Liang Hong is actually in Fukang too, and that old man Duanmu Yang is also coming. Are they all after that piece of land?"
It's not even this kid's land yet, and he's already thinking of it as his own.
