"Let Han Xi continue to handle it. I will not interfere with how he sets it up," Zhao Feng said in a deep voice.
"Understood." Zhang Ming immediately withdrew.
Nearby, Wang Yan was astonished. "Husband, the Immortals' Liquor House belongs to you?"
"Yes," Zhao Feng nodded. "It's mine. I established it after the conquest of Han. It's just that this has been kept secret. Aside from my trusted aides, you are now the only one who knows."
Upon hearing this, Wang Yan's expression was one of deep emotion. "Rest assured, Husband. I will absolutely never speak of this."
As a woman from a family of generals, Wang Yan naturally understood the immense value of the Immortals' Liquor House. Should people learn it was opened by her husband, it would definitely bring him unnecessary trouble.
