Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Phnom Penh, the Prime Minister's official residence study.

"Uncle, I arrested him. If he dies, he'll die on my turf. If they want an explanation, I'll give them my life. But if they want A-Jin's life, forget about it!" Hong Jie's neck veins bulged as he roared in a low voice, ready to risk his life.

Hong Sang glanced at his reckless nephew and said in a deep voice, "Shut up! Sit still. You're always threatening to kill yourself. Is your life some kind of hard currency? Can it be weighed or measured in ounces?"

"No, Uncle, they're going too far! The murderer hasn't even been caught yet, so how come they're throwing this mud at A-Jin and even trying to take him to court? I think they're desperate to ruin our family!"

"You're not entirely stupid. You're right. This is a series of schemes aimed at destroying the Hong family. The most effective way to destroy the Hong family is to ruin A-Jin!" The former prime minister, who had been silent all along, spoke up, looking at his eldest grandson, who was also standing by the window smoking without uttering a word.

"Ah Jin, tell me, what are your thoughts?"

"The man was killed by Little Hagnu. Someone in Phnom Penh was working with him from the inside to kill me!" Hong Jin's tone was cold and flat, as if to him it was just a trivial matter.

Hunpa and his son Hunsaneng looked at each other for a few seconds, then Hunpa said in a deep voice, "Hagnu's son is more capable than his father; he's a real character!"

"Grandfather, Father, after killing those people, there's no possibility of harmonious coexistence between the Hong family and the military. Over the years, they've become increasingly reckless, relying on their military achievements, and constantly trying to negotiate with us. It's time to teach them a lesson, otherwise, the consequences will be endless!" The iron-fisted eldest son stubbed out his cigarette, stepped onto the sofa, and sat down.

"They know perfectly well what kind of person their son is. He's dead, so what? But he dared to use that to pin the blame on me. He's utterly stupid. The army doesn't need such idiots. Let's take this opportunity to get rid of him and replace him with someone more capable!"

"Remove? Remove who? You can't possibly replace the top two commanders of the three armies, can you?" Hong Sangneng glared at his audacious eldest son, his anger palpable.

"Dispose of the evidence against those dead men. Keep those who are law-abiding and self-preservation for now. Target the most rebellious ones. Kill anyone who disobeys until they submit. Most of the guns in J country still belong to the Hong family. They'll have to think twice before they dare to make a move!"

The eldest son made no attempt to conceal the murderous intent in his eyes as he looked at his father. “In recent years, the international situation has changed dramatically. If J country wants to stand safely in Southeast Asia, it needs to catch its breath. Now, if it wants to take action against the Hong family, there might be an even bigger conspiracy behind it. J country cannot afford another war. The only way to survive is to stabilize the domestic environment and focus on development.”

Hong Sangneng coldly glared at his son's murderous eyes and sneered, "Is that so? Young Master, you're so eager for quick success, don't you have any ulterior motives?"

No one knows a son better than his father. Hong Sang had already heard about his son's troubles at home, but he didn't bother to ask. It's normal for a man to like a woman. But he never expected that this unfilial son would dare to bring his personal feelings into matters of state. He had really gone too far.

“You probably won’t believe me if I say I have no selfish motives, but from both a public and private perspective, the outcome of this matter is the same for me!” Hong Jin looked calmly at his father, his dark eyes resolute. “You’ve made your son the weapon to kill, and that weapon will have to be drawn sooner or later!”

"Once this matter is settled, no one in J country will dare to touch the Hong family for at least ten years. One act of violence in exchange for ten years of peace, A-Jin thinks Father has made a good deal!"

"Not a loss?" Hong Sang sneered at his son. "What kind of knife is so precious that it needs to be hidden away for ten years after each use? Ten years later, my hair will be white, and I'll still have to pave the way for you, my unfilial son. Do you think I'm not losing out?"

"Father, what are you saying? Your son killed someone for you, so you have to ask for some interest. Besides, your son didn't say it had to be ten years. Maybe after the child finishes kindergarten in China, your son will take him back to Japan to attend an international school!"

The unfilial son looked smug and said, "Anyway, that's the price. If you feel you're losing out, and you don't like your second or third brother, you can have another one. I have no objection. I can even bring him to China to help you teach him!"

"Pfft~" Hong Jie, who was sitting to the side and dared not breathe, couldn't help but burst out laughing. It had been so many years since he had seen A Jin act so recklessly in front of his uncle. This was truly an eye-opener.

"You brat!" Hong Sang was so angry that he picked up an ashtray from the coffee table and was about to throw it at his unfilial son, but his father stopped him by raising his hand. Hong Pa narrowed his tiger eyes and looked at his eldest grandson, "That girl you mentioned before?"

Hong Jin nodded, his dark eyes filled with suppressed emotion.

"She's pregnant?"

A fleeting unease crossed Changsun's eyes, and he lowered his gaze and shook his head.

"Didn't they say they were going to bring her to Japan? Doesn't she like Phnom Penh?"

"She doesn't like me!" The man felt as if a thousand arrows were piercing his heart; his emotions, which he had been suppressing for so long, were on the verge of bursting forth.

Grandfather and father never expected to hear such an outcome. Hong Sang slowly put down the ashtray in his hand, took a few deep breaths, and said, "Worthy of your character. If you don't like someone, just find another woman who does. What's a man's problem if he can't find a wife?"

"Your mother loves you, but you won't even go into her room. That woman surnamed Bai betrayed you, and you've kept that promise your whole life!" The unfilial son stabbed his father in the heart.

"I—" Hong Sangneng was about to speak when his father interrupted him, "Alright! Isn't it embarrassing enough? This is weird, is the Hong family full of heartbreakers? They're all willing to die for women, Ah Jie, don't you dare follow Ah Jin's example!"

"I'd rather die than be interested in someone else!" Hong Jie muttered awkwardly, scratching his short hair.

Grandfather sighed heavily, speaking earnestly, "Ajin, is it worth it? You know, even if you expose the traitor and suppress the military's unrest with an iron fist, once you leave, everything will be gone. Even if you come back later, times will have changed, and some people will inevitably be dissatisfied. Besides, if you go to China, will she like you and follow you?"

"I have to try, Grandfather!" Hong Jin closed his eyes, forcibly holding back the tears welling up in his eyes. "I can't let her go!"

"It shouldn't take ten years, right? Whether I follow you or not is just a matter of a single sentence, isn't it?" Grandfather asked doubtfully.

"Ten years is the sentence I'll negotiate with her! If she's willing to forgive me, I'll go to China, serve ten years in prison, and marry her after I get out. If she's unwilling to marry me, I'll serve ten years in prison, kidnap her back to Phnom Penh, lock her up, and live a life of coaxing!"

The surroundings were quiet and silent, save for the heavy breathing of a few men...

boom!

Suddenly, Hong Sangneng slammed his fist on the table and stood up, "You unfilial son, you scoundrel, what kind of outrageous thing have you done?"

Even the most composed and refined father can be instantly aroused by his unruly son, his masculine instincts kicking in, and he longs to strangle this audacious scoundrel.

"If you like a woman too much, and are afraid she'll run away, what else can you do?" The rebellious son even curled his lips into a faint smile, showing no remorse and exuding a bandit-like aura.