At that moment, a phone call came in.
"Hello, Butler Bi, have you taken care of everything?" Chen Dalang asked in a hushed voice.
"Everything has been taken care of, Young Master," the voice from the other end was also low, as if discussing something secret.
"Good, stay as you are, and wait for my command to proceed to the next step." Chen Dalang hung up the phone, satisfied.
Looking up, Chen Dalang found the Taoist staring at him coldly.
"You shouldn't be doing this," the Taoist said.
Chen Dalang looked at the Taoist with dissatisfaction, "Do you even know what I'm doing?"
The Taoist shook his head, "The resentment is strong, and there's also determination in your eyes, surely nothing good. I advise you, leave some room for maneuver."
If it weren't for facing an expert, Chen Dalang would probably have slammed the table and risen, already.
"This is my private grudge, it's none of your business. Besides, I have paid you, so just do what you are supposed to," he said.