Although the lines he drew were ugly, that didn't diminish Yan Fei's sense of accomplishment.
After staring at the map for a while and adjusting a few areas, he finally noticed that No.1 Coolie was still standing guard beside him!
"Do you need something?" Yan Fei asked. "If not, go sort out my warehouse. Move everything to the corners. Tonight, we might need to put more stuff in there. When the space gets crowded, organizing it will be a hassle."
No.1 Coolie agreed with a nod. Before leaving, he couldn't resist sneaking one last look at the map. That one line—it was truly atrocious. Twisting and turning into a circle at the end, combined with those tangled lumps of lines, it looked just like a dog leash woven by a mischievous child using twigs and grass...
Unable to spare a moment of silence for the areas trapped in the dog leash, No.1 Coolie quickly called people over to get to work.
