Brother Leopard shook his head helplessly: "I did something wrong to my wife, her illness was also caused by me getting her upset, so it’s not appropriate for me to go home now. Including today, I’ll hide out for another six days, and go back on the seventh day, by then she should have cooled off."
"Hehe." Li Sanjiang pointed at Brother Leopard with his chopsticks, "You young people should either not get married or stop messing around once you are."
"I accept the lesson, uncle." Brother Leopard picked up his chopsticks, turning them in his hand.
Li Zhiyuan noticed that Brother Leopard was getting angry.
As a local thug, how could he let someone point their nose at him and preach? In the past, regardless of age, he would have taught them a lesson right away.
But now, he was holding back.
Zhao Xing took the initiative to continue: "I would say, uncle..."
"Ptui, how old are you anyway, at most twenty too, calling me uncle?" Li Sanjiang pointed towards the spirit hall, "Old Zhao, he’s just old enough to call me uncle, and that’s because I don’t hold it against him, you’re about the same age as the one who’s gone today."
Seeing Li Sanjiang turn his head to look at the portrait in the spirit hall, Li Zhiyuan was worried that the drunken Grandmaster would realize who was sitting in the dim light.
He hurriedly picked up a bottle of liquor to pour for Grandmaster, deliberately letting it overflow after filling the cup.
"Hey hey hey, that’s enough, what a waste, spilling liquor." Li Sanjiang’s attention was quickly drawn back as he steadied the bottle and lowered his head to slurp the spilled liquor from the plastic table cover.
"It was my shaky hand, Grandmaster."
Zhao Xing and Brother Leopard exchanged looks, then revised their words: "Mr. Li, there’s something we’d like to ask you for help with."
"There’s Old Jiang from Shigang Town, he owes us brothers money and keeps dragging on not paying."
"Old Jiang?" Li Sanjiang tapped his forehead, trying to think past the alcohol, "Sounds a bit familiar, ah, is it the Old Jiang who runs karaoke and bathhouses in Shigang Town, the guy who’s pretty famous around there, got his start in earth-moving business years ago?"
"Well, that’s tricky, he owes you money, why don’t you go ask him yourself? Got any IOU?"
"We’ve been blackmailed by him, really can’t afford to meet him."
"Ah, I really can’t handle this sort of thing." Li Sanjiang quickly shook his head, "I’m no big shot, just a drifter, how can I help with this. If I had the ability, would I still be out here working instead of lying at home enjoying life."
"In his house, there’s a vat in the middle of the pond, and in the vat there’s a big Tai Sui, he fished it out of the river many years ago. Because he tricked us into eating that thing, it has left us brothers feeling awful. Afraid to confront him and still having to work under him."
"What Tai Sui?" Li Sanjiang was confused, "Is it poison, he’s been feeding you poison?"
"All we ask is for you to help us destroy that Tai Sui in his vat, whether burn, take, bury, or throw it away, just so that vat of stuff won’t stay at his house."
"Look, what are you really saying? You’re asking me to steal? I’m old, how could I do such things, you’ve got the wrong..."
Zhao Xing continuously took out stack after stack of banknotes from under the table, nine stacks in total.
Each stack was brand new, bound with white paper.
Li Sanjiang swallowed, his breathing became rapid.
"Mr. Li, if you agree to help, all this money is yours."
Li Sanjiang’s hand holding the cup was already trembling, remembering he once braved dirty work at the Niu family’s for money despite injuries.
But this time, even though drunk, Li Sanjiang forcibly lowered his head, and slammed his cup onto the table with a statement:
Following that, Li Sanjiang kept slapping the table, cursing:
"Two blind bastards, think your grandpa is the type to do lowly thievery for money, ptui!"
Brother Leopard and Zhao Xing were stunned, and then their faces began to show signs of blue—as they were getting angry.
The air around them cooled.
Even Run Sheng, who was squatting nearly asleep nearby, couldn’t help but shiver.
Li Zhiyuan spoke up, "That Old Jiang, has he done anything wrong?"
Seeing both turn their gaze towards him, Li Zhiyuan explained: "I’m just trying to help my Grandmaster, asking for clarity."
Zhao Xing shook his head, he didn’t know.
Brother Leopard said, "I’ve seen it, under that vat in the pond mud, there’s a person buried, Old Jiang’s enemy, surnamed Zhou."
"What, murder too?" Li Sanjiang sobered up a bit upon hearing this, but his first reaction was, "You motherfucker want me to steal from a murderer’s home?"
Zhao Xing looked at Brother Leopard, asking, "When did you see that?"
Brother Leopard answered, "Because I helped him bury it, Old Jiang said keeping the corpse there nourishes the Tai Sui."
Zhao Xing expressed his shock, "Turns out, you’ve been working for him for a long time, you should’ve told me earlier, or else I wouldn’t have ended up so miserable."
Brother Leopard sneered, "You forgot, we left one after the other."
"That’s right, I did forget that. Pity for my possessions."
Zhao Xing looked around regretfully, his family was well off, his dad was capable of making money, so he could have continued enjoying life, and if one day he was tired of playing and wanted to marry decently, there really wasn’t anyone his dad couldn’t affo