Traveling through Thailand

What should I do? Whatever, at least I have a goal.

Thinking this, he picked up the phone and called his assistant. The answer was quick: "Sir, what can I do for you?"

"Have you collected the family list?"

"I've collected it and it's on the way to you."

"Ok."

Elsewhere, Sky fought back his nausea and shoved the fish soup from the bowl into his mouth. As soon as the soup touched his lips, he immediately dropped the spoon into the bowl. He quickly ran to the bathroom and rinsed his lips with water. He waited until the taste on his lips had faded considerably before leaving. Upon exiting, he found the bowls and pots on the table gone, and all the surrounding windows open for ventilation.

The smell in the room wouldn't go away for a while. Sky grabbed a pack of instant noodles from the snack cabinet and cooked a bowl of seafood noodles in a new pot. It wasn't that he was eating alone, but he knew Xiao's mother had temporarily taken over Xiao's father's position at the company. He only came home during lunch break or in the evening to make soup, and the rest of the time he was basically at the company. So, she would definitely eat lunch there, too.

Because the stench was so overpowering, Sky took his bowl of seafood noodles out to the courtyard to eat. This wasn't just any seafood noodles; it was a dish topped with abalone, squid, octopus tentacles, and shrimp. Xiao Yi had always made it for him this way, but after being overwhelmed by the stench today, he inexplicably craved this luxurious seafood noodle dish. Unfortunately, the taste wasn't what he remembered.

After finishing his meal, Sky sat in his seat in a daze for a while. He only came back to his senses when the phone rang.

"Sawadee ka, I'm Sky."

"Sawadee ka, I'm Tai."

"Ah, it's Tai."

"Well, um, I heard recently...something happened to Yi. Is that true?"

"Yes, that's right. His father brought him back home to bury him the day before yesterday."

"Is this true? Sky, such a big thing, why didn't you tell me? At the very least, I can give him a ride, so that our acquaintance will not be in vain."

"I'm sorry, I was completely devastated when I heard the news. It was only because my good friend stayed with me that I felt better."

Tai, knowing his tone was too harsh, quickly apologized: "I should be the one saying sorry. After all, you're the one hurt the most. I'm sorry, Sky."

"fine."

After the call ended, Sky stared at his own face printed on the screen after it went off: Since when could he lie without changing his expression?

Sky closed his eyes to soothe the bitterness rising in his heart: I wonder if Yi will still be willing to stay by my side when he wakes up and sees me like this. If he knew how much I'd grown up to, would he choose to let me go and let me face the world alone?

No, he didn't want that. That wasn't the world he wanted. He'd rather not live in a world without him.

Sky picked up the empty bowl with a determined look and walked towards the kitchen. The stench had dissipated a lot and was no longer as bad. After washing the dishes, Sky returned to his room and prepared to pick out a book to read.

Xiao's father's plan proceeded smoothly. As one elder after another passed away, the remaining elders who had joined the group lived a life of apprehension. Especially at midnight, they barely dared sleep, fearing they would never wake up again. Driven to desperation, they met in what they considered a safe house. None of the attendees spoke, simply closing their eyes in their seats to rest.

Because they knew that this place was safe at the moment. They could take a nap before everyone arrived.

The silence was broken as the last hot-tempered person entered.

Those awakened immediately opened their eyes. Those who wanted to yell at him, but then thought of where they were sitting and suppressed their anger. After everyone sat down, he continued to chatter non-stop. Those who were closer could only endure the piercing sound. Those who were further away closed their eyes and rested, trying to recover before the last person in charge arrived.

"We must find a way to break the current situation, otherwise our old bones will fall apart before the assassin shows up."

"Crack it? How? His son died, and now he's back for revenge. Isn't this what we expected?"

One of the old men, whose wrinkles couldn't be hidden by dark circles under his eyes, swept the teacup beside him to the ground. "Yes, that was expected, but I didn't expect him to actually attack us. He really doesn't take us seriously at all."

"Ah, yes. He's been abroad for so long that he's forgotten the oppression we once put him under."

The man sitting next to the old man with dark circles under his eyes calmly wiped away the remaining water droplets on the table and said slowly, "Calm down, calm down. Put yourself in his shoes. If your only son were gone, would you be even more cruel than him?"

The old man with dark circles under his eyes choked and said, "I don't have a son."

"Um, I forgot. You only have a daughter. Sorry, sorry."

This interruption eased the atmosphere, which was about to turn into a quarrel, a lot.

The old man sitting at the head of the table, his hands facing downward, a cane in his palms. He tapped the ground with it, drawing everyone's attention. It was then that everyone realized that this man of the highest status among them had arrived without them noticing.

"I called everyone to this meeting to tell you something."

"Great clan elder, you say."

"Before we begin, I want to show you something."

Then he recruited someone and asked his men to hand over the photo he brought to them. Needless to say, everyone knew what the photo was. It was nothing more than a photo of Xiao Yi lying on the hospital bed.

That's right, this photo was sent to his superior by the man who was watching from a distance during the assassination attempt that night. He was able to take this photo because he seduced a young woman while scouting the location, and with his good looks and money, he persuaded her to secretly take this photo. He immediately sent the photo to his superior, who then waited until he learned that the assassin had been completely annihilated before deciding to give the photo to his grandfather.

The main reason was that his methods of revenge were endless and there was no way to figure out the pattern of his killing targets. In order to prevent his old man from being killed, he could only find a way to slow down his revenge.

"My nephew-in-law brought this to me this morning. Take a look."

People who saw the photo looked angry, confused, disbelieving and suspicious.

“When was this photo posted?”

"yesterday."

"If the news is true, then why did he do this?"

"Hmph, is there even any need to explain this? It's all just a pretext to deal with us. I was saying it, that kid's martial arts skills are so advanced, how could he have perished with them in a group of less than 300 people? It really is all a conspiracy." This person thought of a video he'd seen before, where a man with a single sword cut through the gray area below. Just because someone was so blind, they mistook him for an ordinary kid and kidnapped him from around the corner from the school.

Once they reached the exchange, they used their soft sword to carve their way through it. There were a full five or six hundred people there, double the number in the previous roundup. So many hadn't taken him down, so how could a mere three hundred or so possibly stop him?

"We can't just wait to be killed. We must come up with a solution."

"We know we can't go on like this, but he has too many secret agents. We have no idea who in our family could be his spy."