The tall professional soldier didn't comment on Yang Fei's sarcasm, seeming completely unfazed by Yang Fei's hostility.
He waved his hand and handed a manila envelope to Yang Fei.
"Mr. Yang Fei, here are the documents you requested."
"We're not at all interested in your training. Our Mr. Bei hopes to discuss something else with you."
Yang Fei casually accepted the manila envelope but kept his eyes on the space behind the professional soldier.
Behind the soldier, three or four military personnel were still pointing their dark gun barrels at Yang Fei's head.
The professional soldier smiled, waved his hand, and had the four guards put away their guns, while also expressing apologies.
"Sorry, we mean no offense to a powerful figure like Lord Magic Shadow. Please come into the cabin for a detailed discussion."
The professional soldier finished speaking and stepped aside politely, and the four soldiers moved to the sides.
