"Relinquish your businesses temporarily. Your fifth brother will oversee them for now."
"Thank you for your mercy, Foster Father!" A tearful Huang Qiguang thanked Wen Zonghao profusely as he dropped to his knees and kowtowed.
"As for Yin Rongen's business, I'll entrust that to Fang Qi."
"Understood!" The middle-aged man, Fang Qi, accepted the order. He was one of Yin Rongen's trusted, capable men, a fifth-level bone pattern realm expert. With Yin Rongen and Song A'san gone, the responsibility naturally fell onto him.
Wen Zonghao resolved the issue with a few words. With a wave of his finger, the Liu Street neighbors who had been summoned here instantly died.
"Remember, Yin Rongen is not dead. If anyone inquires, inform them that Yin Rongen is in closed-door cultivation, preparing for his next breakthrough." Wen Zonghao surveyed those present, causing them to lower their heads in acquiescence.