They're all acquaintances.
"Mr. Ji, the things you instructed have all been arranged."
Ling Shuo reported with his head down, his suit still carrying the scent of blood and concrete spots on his leather shoes, "The local colleagues all think what you said makes sense, and they're willing to follow your commands."
"That's great."
Ji Jue laughed, "Please thank everyone for me."
"Yes."
Ling Shuo nodded.
"Me... me too!" Gold Hair Boy, after being dumbstruck for a while, reported in a booming voice.
"Many things on Luo Island will be left to the two of you in the future."
Ji Jue motioned for them to sit down and went to the tea stand, poured two cups of tea, handed them over, and then returned to his seat, straightforwardly telling them, "I understand the rules of Desert Market. I won't interfere in your matters, just don't let internal affairs spill out and look bad."
"Understood, understood."
Ling Shuo nodded quickly, not caring if Ji Jue's tone was like training a dog.
