“Boss, don’t you think sending someone after Ye Qing as per Tang Yi’an’s request is a little risky?”2

The speaker was a thin middle-aged man sporting a pair of mustache and a refined appearance. He was currently standing next to a lotus lake in the Iron Gang’s headquarters.1

The person he was speaking to was fishing in the lake seemingly without a care for the world. He was none other than the gang boss of the Iron Shirt Gang, Yan Tieyi.0

Yan Tieyi’s moniker was Iron Shirt Yan. He had a tall, slender physique and a long, white beard beneath his chin. His face was thin but energetic, and he was wearing a long robe with huge sleeves,a loose belt, and a huge crown [1]. Right now, he gave off the impression of a quaint, unfettered scholar whose focus was completely set on his silver fishing rod and the calm waters in front of him. He did not look like he had heard the middle-aged man’s question at all.0

Suddenly, the fishing line swayed a little and caused a tiny ripple. He immediately twisted his wrists and bent the fishing rod so much that it looked like a crescent. The line snapped taut, and a massive fish flew out of the lake water and drew an elegant arc in the air. It landed perfectly in the creel next to him.0

It was only then Yan Tieyi asked slowly, “You’re worried that we would anger Yan Yufei, right Yongz...0