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Suddenly, the scene of Ah King and his long-lost wife Xiao Fen about to meet suddenly flashed into his mind. The image seemed to be fast-forwarded in his imagination. Would it be a tearful reunion after a long separation? Or an awkward confrontation with swords drawn?

As I pondered these thoughts, a mischievous and slightly wicked sense of amusement quietly began to grow and spread in my heart.

"No, we have to go and see how this 'good show' is going to start."

As soon as this thought arose, Lin Zhihao was like a wound-up mechanical doll. He moved with lightning speed, took a few steps to the car, opened the door, and nimbly climbed into the driver's seat.

Starting the engine, shifting gears, and stepping on the gas—the actions were all done in one smooth motion, and the car sped off like a wild horse, disappearing into the distance towards Xiaofen's house.

The scenery along the way flashed by like a slideshow on both sides of the car window, but Lin Zhihao's mind was entirely focused on the destination they were about to reach.

As the car slowly drove into the Tuen Mun neighborhood, a strange sense of familiarity welled up in his heart. Although this was not Yau Oi Estate, where he used to live, the lively atmosphere of the streets and the style and color of the buildings felt like a long-lost relative, exuding a sense of closeness. The proximity added a subtle flavor, as if fate was quietly weaving an invisible net within this short distance.

As soon as the car came to a smooth stop on the side of the road, Lin Zhihao looked up and saw Hua Gulong and Ah King striding towards a slightly old but cozy house on the side of the street, like two black gusts of wind.

A few mottled vines climbed the outer wall of the house, like fingerprints left by time, recording the trivial daily life of the past.

Lin Zhihao crouched down, took a few steps closer, and stared intently at the doorway, looking like a spy waiting for an opportunity.

Before long, a commotion erupted inside the house, like a huge rock being suddenly thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

First, a shrill scream broke the silence, then the door was kicked open with a bang, and a man staggered out in a disheveled state, his body like that of a drunkard, swaying from side to side. Upon closer inspection, it was Xiaosong.

Before Xiaosong could even regain his footing, Huagulong, like an enraged gatekeeper, followed closely and kicked him in the lower back. The powerful kick sent Xiaosong stumbling forward several steps before he crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Hmph, you bastard, you've finally met your match!" Hua Gulong stood with his hands on his hips, cursing like popping beans, spitting everywhere, his face flushed red, looking exactly like an enraged bull, as if he wanted to devour Xiao Song alive.

Just as Hua Gu Long was cursing, a woman rushed in from inside the house and arrived behind him in a few quick steps.

She stretched out her fair and slender hand, grabbed the Bone-Melting Dragon's arm tightly, and pulled it backward with all her might. As she pulled, she shouted, "Stop! Let's talk this out!"

King stood to the side, his brows furrowed, his gaze shifting between the group. His expression grew increasingly grim, like the sky before a storm. Finally, he couldn't help but shout sternly, "Bone-Melting Dragon, that's enough, go away!"

Hua Gulong froze, as if he had been frozen in place. His head turned mechanically, his gaze lingering for a moment on King's cold face, then glancing with a hint of fear at Xiao Fen's anxious face. Finally, his eyes fell on Xiao Song, who was huddled in the corner with a look of terror on his face. The anger in his eyes was instantly replaced by embarrassment, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, and all his arrogance vanished.

He scratched his head, coughed lightly, drooped his head, silently turned around, and slowly left this tense and confrontational place, leaving behind only a messy scene and the silent confrontation of everyone with their own thoughts.

Hua Gulong sat lazily beside a mottled and worn-out chair, which looked like an old man who had weathered countless storms, with peeling paint and dark wood.

Not far away, a little boy with a limp was squatting on the ground, intently playing with a pile of stones, building a simple "little castle".

Hua Gu Long's gaze followed the little boy, muttering a few words from time to time, making the little boy grin. The two, one big and one small, were completely at ease with each other, and their laughter echoed along the street.

Lin Zhihao walked over at a leisurely pace, his shoes lightly brushing the ground, making a soft "rustling" sound.

He quietly sat down beside the Bone-Melting Dragon, his movements so gentle that not a speck of dust was stirred.

Hua Gulong looked up at the sound and saw Lin Zhihao. He was taken aback at first, but then a warm smile appeared on his face. Even the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes showed his friendliness. He quickly said, "Lin sir, what brings you here too?"

Lin Zhihao nodded slightly, his gaze still fixed on the house not far away, his expression showing some worry. He said slowly, "King and Xiao Fen haven't seen each other for many years, and there's Xiao Song in the middle. I'm afraid that if they meet, they'll get carried away and start fighting. Then the situation will be hard to handle. I thought I could stop them and try to persuade them."

Just then, King, Xiao Fen, and Xiao Song appeared at the door.

Ah King's expression was complex and hard to read, a mixture of bittersweetness from a long-awaited reunion and helplessness in the face of the current predicament; Xiao Fen lowered her head slightly, her hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her clothes, showing her unease; Xiao Song's face was gloomy, his steps were sluggish, and he looked exactly like a wilted eggplant.

Seeing this, Lin Zhihao pointed at the little boy playing with pebbles, gestured with his chin towards King, and gave him a meaningful look.

King seemed to be struck by an electric current, his body stiffened abruptly, and his gaze focused on the little boy in the direction Lin Zhihao was pointing.

He stood there motionless at first, then, as if drawn by an invisible force, he slowly walked over, each step extremely light and slow, as if afraid of disturbing the "little world" before him.

As he approached, he bent down and squatted down to look the little boy in the eye, his gaze carefully scanning the boy's face, as if trying to find traces of the past in those tender eyes.

Gradually, King's eyes reddened, and tears glistened in the sunlight, like crystal dewdrops, condensing years of guilt and longing.

He reached out his slightly trembling hand and gently put his arm around the little boy's thin shoulder, his careful movements as if he were holding the most precious treasure in the world. Then he looked up at Xiao Fen, his voice choked with emotion and expectation, and asked, "If you have time, could I... take him out to play?"

Xiao Fen looked up and met King's gaze. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes, and she finally nodded slightly, which was considered as her agreement.

Lin Zhihao sat to the side, but his gaze quietly fell on Xiao Fen, scrutinizing her at will.

The woman before me, though bearing the marks of her thirties, had a face like a peach blossom in full bloom in spring, fair and delicate with a perfect blush; her figure was curvaceous, her waist slender as a willow, her curves soft and graceful.

Even someone as worldly-wise as Lin Zhihao couldn't help but admire him inwardly: "Such an appearance is indeed outstanding; no wonder he had such a tortuous fate later on."

He couldn't help but imagine the scene where Xiao Fen was later captured by the provincial authorities and humiliated by He Yong from Dongxing, and a pang of regret rose in his heart.

With Xiao Fen's approval, King's gloomy expression eased somewhat, and he made an appointment with Xiao Fen to take King to the amusement park on Saturday.

Then, he took a deep breath, as if to swallow all the complex emotions he was feeling, turned around and strode away. His figure gradually disappeared into the bustling streets of Tuen Mun, leaving everyone standing there, lost in their own thoughts, staring in the direction he had left, speechless for a long time.

Lin Zhihao hesitated several times before finally swallowing the question that was on the tip of his tongue about whether Ah King and Sheng Jing had ever crossed paths.

Asking about such a sensitive matter directly would seem abrupt and presumptuous. After much deliberation, Lin Zhihao decided to take a roundabout approach and sound out Hua Gulong. So he cleared his throat and casually began the conversation.

Unexpectedly, before Lin Zhihao could even utter his indirect words, Hua Gulong grabbed Lin Zhihao's arm, his face filled with urgency and expectation, and blurted out, "Lin sir, I happen to have something I'd like to ask you for help with!"

Lin Zhihao was taken aback by this sudden action. He stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on the face of the Bone-Melting Dragon, full of doubt. He asked slowly, "What is it?"

Hua Gulong rubbed his hands together, his eyes filled with indignation and determination, his voice rising slightly with excitement: "It's my sister Qingqing. She has a boyfriend named Raymond. He looks respectable and claims to be an international student, but King always feels that there's something off about his clothes and appearance. I was thinking, when you investigated Xiaofen and her child before, the speed and accuracy were amazing, like you had 'clairvoyance' and 'clairaudience.' So, I was hoping you could lend a hand again and help me investigate Raymond's background."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhihao raised an eyebrow, a confident smile flashing across his face. He puffed out his chest and agreed without hesitation, "Okay, I'll take care of it."

After saying that, he turned around and strode towards the phone booth parked by the roadside.

Time passed second by second, and pedestrians came and went on the street, one group after another. Hua Gulong paced back and forth like an ant on a hot pan, occasionally tiptoeing to look at Lin Zhihao's phone booth, muttering words of urging.

After a long while, Lin Zhihao finally walked over. Hua Gulong rushed forward, his eyes wide like copper bells, and asked anxiously, "Lin sir, how is it?"

Lin Zhihao said, "We've investigated thoroughly. We've searched every university abroad, but there's absolutely no record of Raymond's enrollment or student status. However, we did find information about a pretty boy who is extremely similar to him in every way. I'm guessing it's most likely the same person."

"What?" Upon hearing this, Hua Gulong's face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe tomato. Veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes widened in anger. He raised his hand and slapped his thigh hard with a loud "smack," a sound that was particularly jarring on the street, drawing the attention of passersby.

“I knew this kid was no good. From the moment I first saw him, his slicked-back hair and shifty eyes made me feel uncomfortable. He dared to deceive my sister and even cheated her out of money and sex! Damn it, I can’t swallow this insult if I don’t teach him a lesson today.”

Hua Gulong cursed as he rolled up his sleeves, clenched his fists, and made a move to cause trouble for Qingqing's boyfriend, shouting that he would "beat him up and then throw him into the sea to feed the fish."

Lin Zhihao reacted quickly, taking a step forward and grabbing Hua Gulong's arm tightly with one hand, pulling him back forcefully while shouting, "Don't be impulsive, we need to think this through!"

The Bone-Melting Dragon struggled for a few moments, but when it realized it couldn't break free, it reluctantly stopped.

Lin Zhihao quickly told King the whole story.

King Ah, as expected of a seasoned veteran of the underworld, remained calm and composed upon hearing the news. A sly glint flashed in his deep eyes as he lightly tapped the table with his fingers. In an instant, a meticulous and flawless plan unfolded in his mind.

As the story unfolded, Raymond called over Angela, who was in her fifties, at the restaurant that night. Raymond finally slipped up and was tricked by King and Raymond, who teamed up with Rocky, who looked just like Big B. Raymond fled to Cambodia overnight to get plastic surgery.

Here, as the dust settled, Rocky stretched his limbs, a smug smile on his face. With a wave of his hand, he suggested, "Brothers, we've been working tirelessly these past few days, and things are finally coming to an end. We should relax a bit."

I went to a gambling ship a few times ago, wow, the service was amazing, and they had all sorts of games. Unfortunately, I was unlucky and lost over 200 million. How about you guys help me out, let's go there and play a couple of rounds and win the money back?

Upon hearing this, King frowned slightly and subconsciously rubbed his knuckles, looking somewhat troubled.

He was preoccupied with his newly found son, King, and wanted to spend more time with him to make up for the lack of fatherly love he had experienced. Moreover, King's limp was like a heavy boulder weighing on his heart, making him lose interest in everything.

Lin Zhihao noticed King's hesitation, leaned closer, patted his shoulder gently, and earnestly advised, "King, I understand that your heart is with little King, but we also have to plan for the child's long-term future."

Let's go on a gambling cruise. If we're lucky, we might win some money, which would give us a better chance to find some advanced treatments abroad for Little King to cure his leg problem, so he can run and play freely like a normal child in the future. Don't you think that makes sense?

Lin Zhihao spoke earnestly, his voice not loud, but every word struck King's heart.

King's body stiffened, and he looked up at Lin Zhihao, a hint of emotion and determination flashing in his eyes. After a moment of contemplation, he finally nodded heavily and replied, "Okay, I'll do as you say, but we'll have to wait until Saturday. I promised to take Little King to the amusement park for a whole day to spend time with him, so this can't be delayed."

Upon hearing this, Rocky laughed heartily, waved his hand in the air, and said nonchalantly, "Of course, no problem. After Saturday, we'll get back on the gambling ship and have a good time. Good luck will surely follow!"

Life seemed to flow by in an orderly fashion, but the undercurrents of fate suddenly surged and surged, creating turbulent waves.

No one expected that the very next day at noon, as Lin Zhihao was preparing to talk to Killer Xiong about gambling on football, the phone rang at home, and it was Qingqing.

He picked up the phone, but before he could even exchange pleasantries, Qingqing's voice, trembling with tears and filled with anxiety, came from the other end, telling him that Huagulong and King were injured.

"What?" Lin Zhihao's eyes widened in astonishment. His grip on his phone tightened involuntarily, and his voice rose several decibels as he urgently asked, "How could this have happened? Could it be a dirty trick by the provincial authorities?"

The image of the ruthless and cunning bald man, Li Zixiong, flashed through his mind, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart.

Without thinking twice, Lin Zhihao hurriedly dropped what he was doing and rushed to the hospital.