“You have an enmity with the Soaring Dragon Company?” Yu Qingxuan put away the war chariot and looked at those people that were glaring at Long Chen in front of the city gates. From their robes, she could tell their status.

“No, no enmity. We’re of the same profession. Perhaps we end up with some clashes as we conduct our business,” said Long Chen, shaking his head like a rattle.

“You do business?” asked Yu Qingxuan with disbelief. Even now, she didn’t know what Long Chen did. Did he have a collaboration with the Soaring Dragon Company?

“Yes, I suppose. We’re all just doing business. They con others, and I loot what they con. It should be said to be mutually beneficial,” said Long Chen.

“You dare to take the Soaring Dragon Company’s things?” Yu Qingxuan...