"Heh heh, that's about the gist of it. Uncle Dong, please get things ready on your end. That way, I can call you directly if anything comes up," Chen Fei said with a slight chuckle, glad that Dong Wencheng understood. He felt a little embarrassed since every time he called, it was to ask for a favor.
"Alright, I'll have someone make preparations later. If there's a real issue, just call me yourself," Dong Wencheng said with a straightforward nod, matching Chen Fei's lack of formality with a chuckle of his own. Although it was rare for him to engage in such activities, he found it quite exhilarating on the rare occasions he did.
After all, even someone like Dong Wencheng found it difficult to put the Zheng family, a prominent clan in Jiangnan Province, at a disadvantage. But Chen Fei, Mr. Chen, was different. No matter how formidable the Zheng family was, could they really rival the Chief Instructor of Flying Leopard?
