Tan Yaohua's words made Yang Fan smile: "I hope you don't mind what happened last night."
"Mind what? If I were you, I would also be that cautious. It's human nature."
"Thank you for your generosity, but I still need to apologize." Yang Fan continued, "You and Mr. Nelson should discuss the specifics first. After I finish the final battle, we can talk together."
"Alright, when you return victorious, I'll throw a party for you."
After finishing the call, the Monk in the front seat looked bewildered: "Yang Fan, what exactly happened?"
This matter can't be mentioned for now; Yang Fan brushed it off: "Don't worry about it. Just focus on your own business."
The Monk pursed his lips, muttering silently in his heart, probably talking romance with some woman again.
When Yang Fan arrived at the main venue, all those who were to participate in the final battle had gathered.
