The inn at the entrance of the Pinecone Wood Farm, where candlelight flickered in the simply decorated room, Wu Wen Zhou paced uneasily, unable to fall asleep.
The situation was getting out of hand…
At first, all he did was agree to help Yang River's mercenary, to take Yang River's six-year-old daughter out of the Zhao Residence.
Whether it was out of gratitude for past kindness or for his own interest, he planned to lend a hand.
It wasn't really a high-risk situation.
Though Yang River was his boss, the task wasn't carried out through him, but by mercenaries hired from outside.
After the event, he could simply claim ignorance.
And if Yang River completely detached himself from the Pinecone Wood Farm, staying loyal himself and clearly defining the boundaries with Yang River, he would be the exclusive merchant of the Pinecone Wood Farm in the future.
