"Mr. Qin, are there really more waves of those overseas scoundrels targeting our Spirit Water No. 1?" Ye Jizu asked, his voice trembling slightly as he looked at Qin Fan after hanging up the phone with a swagger.
Although he had already anticipated this, guessing and having it actually happen were two entirely different concepts.
"There are several more waves, but they're low-level, probably just probing," Qin Fan nodded indifferently. "To put it bluntly, they're cannon fodder used to test the attitude of the Guardian Institute and Huaxia's officials."
"What should we do next, then?" Ye Jizu asked again, now treating Qin Fan as his pillar of support.
