"Really?"
He Zongguan's eyes flickered with a hint of doubt, clearly not entirely convinced.
But after exchanging a brief glance with Qin Fang, he quickly nodded, pulled a business card from his pocket, and spoke while handing it over.
"Alright, this is my card. If your friend ever comes to Hong Kong Island, feel free to contact me anytime..."
Though it was called a business card, it was actually just a simple card with a phone number written on it. Many big shots preferred this style, especially someone like He Zongguan, whose identity couldn't openly be disclosed.
It wouldn't make sense for his card to read "Underground World, Black Fist Alliance, Hong Kong Island Division Head, He Whoever," after all!
Qin Fang accepted the card without hesitation. Regardless of whether He Zongguan misunderstood his earlier glance, having this contact information meant Qin Fang had achieved his goal.
