"Where's Zhang Anwu?"
The official's expression became even more troubled: "Master Zhang... should be on his way."
"Alright, then this Marquis will wait for him."
Li Fei said calmly, without any intention of getting out of the car.
Meanwhile, inside a building of the Military Supply Headquarters.
Zhao Hongcai, the Transportation Commissioner responsible for the entire Northern Border Military Supply, was playing chess with someone.
"Aren't you going to do something about it, and just let Marquis Jing'an embarrass the Military Supply Office like this?"
The person playing chess with Zhao Hongcai asked.
Zhao Hongcai had a very joyful face, making people feel naturally cordial at first glance.
He smiled and said: "Everyone is a Level 16 official, not only is he a Martial Arts Master, but also a Blue Patrol Envoy, and now he holds military power, how dare I intervene?"
The person playing chess with him glanced at him: "Didn't Vice Admiral Luo just call you?"
