"President Yuan, I've got things more or less ready on my end."
As soon as the call connected, Liu Zheng spoke.
"Good, I've been ready for ages. Where are we meeting?"
Yuan Bao'er asked impatiently.
From childhood to adulthood, she had never suffered such a huge loss.
If she did not vent this anger, she would be too ashamed to call herself the head of the family.
"Outside Bathhouse Street. By the way, President Yuan, do you have an experienced driver over there?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"Experienced driver? Is President Liu asking about someone who lifts two legs or drives four wheels?"
Yuan Bao'er asked in return.
". Drives four wheels."
He was a little speechless. This woman was far too bold with her words.
"If it's someone who drives four wheels, let Old Fourth go. He drives steadily."
Yuan Bao'er said.
"What if it's someone who lifts two legs?"
Liu Zheng asked curiously.
"That would still be Old Fourth. He's lifted two legs more times than he's driven four wheels."
". I've also found another group. When the time comes, send your people over first to intimidate them, then pull them back."
He briefly explained the situation with the Dark Elves.
"Then why not just bring the main force and go with you? If those slave traders cooperate, we can let them lend a hand. If they don't, we'll wipe them out first."
A hint of ruthlessness seeped through Yuan Bao'er's voice.
"Don't underestimate them too much. They worship some War God, after all. Besides, what if someone attacks your rear while you take the main force into the Hundred Thousand Mountains?"
"Don't forget, Mount Oe is only a blade. Granny Tang is the one holding it."
Liu Zheng shook his head.
"Fine, I'll listen to you."
Yuan Bao'er