"Oh, so you're the person in charge of this shop," Song Yun shrugged. "But I'm sorry, they're carrying out orders right now and won't listen to anyone."
"So I'm afraid I can't help you with that, but if you have someone on your hands, maybe they can go and stop it."
The man wiped the cold sweat from his forehead after hearing this. What a joke, all your men here are soldiers, each holding a gun. If one of them accidentally fires, it won't be fun.
"This officer, my name is Yuan Lin, but I have yet to ask for your distinguished name."
"My name doesn't change, and my actions don't either. I'm Song Yun, and if you're looking for trouble in the future, come at me," Song Yun said coolly.
