Fishing Guild Headquarters!
"Met the Gang Leader!"
Qin Ying clasped his fists, looking at Nan Batian in front of him. It was getting dark, and Nan Batian was sitting in the study, his brows furrowed with worry.
It was even apparent that he was somewhat uneasy.
Qin Ying didn't know why Nan Batian was like this, so he clasped his fists in greeting anyway.
Nan Batian looked at Qin Ying and asked, "What brings you here so late at night?"
Qin Ying replied, "Gang Leader, it's like this, I have connections in Huangzhou Prefecture and have borrowed thirty merchant ships, so I've come to inform you, hoping to help you through the Fishing Guild's financial difficulties."
Nan Batian was taken aback and glanced at Qin Ying, who instantly felt alert. Did he see something wrong?
However, Qin Ying kept his composure, his face still bearing a smile despite some inner tension.
