Xu Wendong showed a doting smile and reached out to ruffle her hair, "If you want to repay me, then study hard and strive to achieve excellent results in next year’s college entrance exam."
"If that’s all, that doesn’t count as repaying you. That’s clearly my dream, and making it a reality is only right," the girl said with a sly smile, her eyes twinkling mischievously, "Plus, how about offering myself as a reward?"
Xu Wendong rolled his eyes, "Go play somewhere else!"
"In school, I’m recognized as one of the top three beauties. I receive a pile of love letters every day. Do you not like me at all?" Wang Chuqi pouted, looking somewhat disappointed.
Wang Chong sighed quietly.
He really didn’t know what charm this damned Xu Wendong had that had attracted his little sister the moment she first saw him.
"Chuqi, your task now is to study hard. You can’t fall in love early. Enough about it, let’s go eat casserole, I’m starving!" Xu Wendong quickly changed the subject.
Wang Chuqi: "I don’t know if you like me, but I just like you."
Xu Wendong’s head felt like it was going to explode.
Why am I not aware of having such charm?
"Hurry, take me to the hospital." At the entrance of the noodle shop, Chen Wu weakly climbed into the front passenger seat.
The woman beside him frantically started the car and drove toward the hospital, unable to help but ask, "Mr. Chen, what happened earlier? Clearly, you’re the victim. Why not report it to the police?"
Chen Wu, his face full of pain, spoke slowly, "Zhao Sihai died last night."
The woman gasped, "The big boss Zhao Sihai from South City? How could such an influential figure die mysteriously?"
Chen Wu answered weakly, "Zhao Sihai offended a mysterious master. Knowing he couldn’t win, he broke the rules of the Jianghu and called the police."
"Then, the riot squad went to arrest him, and he committed suicide by jumping from the sixth floor to avoid disgrace."
Although the woman didn’t know the details, her heart couldn’t settle.
After Chen Wu was taken to the hospital and finished all necessary examinations, being moved to the special care ward, West City’s big boss, Chen Ping’an, arrived at the hospital with more than ten followers, his face gloomy.
Through the glass, he saw his son lying on the bed. His heart felt like it was being cut by a knife, experiencing an almost suffocating pain. He immediately called for the attending physician, "Doctor, how serious are my son’s injuries?"
"The patient has multiple soft tissue contusions on the head and a mild concussion."
"In addition to this, there are varying degrees of fractures in four ribs."
A monstrous fury erupted in Chen Ping’an’s heart. He had run the Jianghu for so many years, always being the one to bully others. Who could imagine his son would be beaten so severely today?
Without thinking further, he pushed open the door, came to the bedside, and tenderly held his son’s hand, whispering, "Son, tell me, who hurt you? I promise he won’t see the sun tomorrow."
Chen Wu forced a smile, "Dad, it’s going to be rainy tomorrow anyway, none of us will see the sun."
Chen Ping’an let out a deep sigh, "In this situation, don’t joke. Tell me, what exactly happened? Doesn’t the person who beat you know you’re my son, Chen Ping’an?"
"Oh, he knows!" Chen Wu, looking weak, recounted the events and then said, "Dad, I feel Xu Wendong is also someone from our world, but he’s not ordinary. Especially his self-portrait behavior after beating me, it all seemed strange, like an intimidation."
"But it shouldn’t be!"
"Even though Zhao Sihai is dead, the news of his death hasn’t been made public. How does Xu Wendong know that breaking the rules would lead to repercussions?"
Chen Ping’an took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag, his gaze profound, "You’re right. This matter indeed is peculiar and full of doubts."
Everyone in the Jianghu knows the basis of Jianghu rules: Jianghu affairs remain within Jianghu.
But few know the consequences of breaking the rules, for, since ancient times, no one has ever broken this rule.
Xu Wendong using this rule to intimidate them was unreasonable unless he knew the consequences Zhao Sihai faced for breaking the rules. But very few knew about Zhao Sihai’s suicide by jumping off a building.
"Dad, do you think Xu Wendong is involved in Zhao Sihai’s death? Or is he the mysterious person?" Chen Wu winced in pain, "Otherwise, how could he beat me and then fearlessly call the police to threaten me?"
Chen Ping’an shook his head, "It shouldn’t be. From what I know, that mysterious master was captured alive by the South City Sub-bureau. With solid evidence, even if that mysterious person had heavenly powers, it’s impossible for him to leave the South City Sub-bureau alive."
Chen Ping’an’s phone rang, displaying a revered title. Without thinking much, he immediately pressed the answer button and respectfully said, "County Chief Qi, what instructions do you have?"
A resonant voice came from the other end of the phone, "You don’t have much contact with Wang Jinchang from the South City Sub-bureau, do you?"
Chen Ping’an, unsure why this was asked, still respectfully replied, "I’ve interacted with him a few times at banquets, but we aren’t close."
Chen Ping’an quickly asked, "May I ask, what happened to Wang Jinchang?"
Chen Ping’an suddenly felt chills run down his spine. He knew Wang Jinchang. Although they weren’t close, he knew Wang had powerful backing. He never thought such a figure could fall so suddenly.
Of course, what shocked him the most was that Wang Jinchang was the leader who went to the Di Hao Nightclub to make arrests last night.
With this in mind, Chen Ping’an cautiously asked, "County Chief Qi, do you know a young man named Xu Wendong?"
"Some people aren’t for you to inquire about randomly."
Hearing the dial tone from the other end, Chen Ping’an felt a cold sweat break out on his back. Although he didn’t gain the information he wanted.
One thing was evident, Xu Wendong was no ordinary person. After all, at his level, if he wasn’t allowed to inquire randomly, how terrifying must Xu Wendong be?
"Dad, what happened?" Chen Wu couldn’t help but ask. It had been a long time since he’d seen his father so rattled.
Chen Ping’an regained his composure from the shock and said, "Son, your previous analysis might be correct. Zhao Sihai’s death is likely related to Xu Wendong."
"Then we can’t seek revenge." Chen Wu’s face was full of frustration. Although he wanted to avenge himself, even if their strength surpassed Zhao Sihai’s.
Rash vengeance would also come at a heavy price.
Chen Ping’an was also filled with frustration. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, "Even if we can’t seek revenge, I have to meet this so-called Xu Wendong and see if he truly has three heads and six arms."