"We are only here to complete the mission assigned by our superiors, not to covet your Zhao clan's reward," Li Feng said stiffly. "Since you are safe, please return with us so we can submit our mission report."
"Young Master Zhao, please don't mind. Li Feng is always straightforward and speaks without thinking," a captain, who was on good terms with Li Feng, said, not wanting Li Feng to displease this person. Those who could mobilize such a force were clearly not ordinary individuals.
Zhao Yunhai frowned first, then turned to look at Li Feng. The man had an ordinary appearance, slightly dark skin, and determined, powerful eyes. He somewhat resembled the protagonist's name and personality. However, the "Super Doubling" ability showed no reaction, indicating Li Feng was not the protagonist.
Just as Zhao Yunhai was about to ignore him, a thought flashed through his mind: perhaps Li Feng wasn't the protagonist now, but that didn't mean he wouldn't be in the future. He had overlooked something: protagonists also needed to transform. Protagonists like Li Feng often became protagonists only after leaving their original teams. Zhao Yunhai kept this whimsical idea firmly in his mind.
Zhao Yunhai suddenly smiled. "You saved me, and I want to thank you on behalf of myself." He continued, "I know that each of you possesses the purest, most passionate belief of men from Kyushu. I naturally will not taint your beliefs with these worldly possessions." He added, "I will distribute these things to your families, ensuring they live a life of ease and have no worries for the rest of their lives. This way, you can fight on the battlefield for Kyushu without any concerns."
"Thank you, we don't need it," Li Feng, appearing genuinely simple-minded, refused on behalf of everyone before anyone else could react. Li Feng's words were like a bucket of ice water dousing everyone's hopes. Perhaps Li Feng himself didn't need it, but many of them came from less fortunate backgrounds, and Zhao Yunhai's offer would have alleviated their worries. However, Li Feng's refusal was too quick, effectively silencing them all. If Li Feng refused, how could they possibly agree? Clearly, it was impossible.
Li Feng's closest friend opened his mouth, then could only offer a wry smile, thinking how truly straightforward his brother was. Zhao Yunhai narrowed his eyes slightly, smiling faintly. "Since Captain Li Feng has said so, I shall not disregard Captain Li Feng's wishes." He could easily plant a seed of discord among Li Feng's subordinates, which might erupt at any moment. Li Feng, on the other hand, saw nothing wrong with his words, believing that people of their status should remain pure.
Finally, Zhao Yunhai boarded the helicopter and left. Li Feng and the others stayed behind to handle the aftermath.
Old Qiu and Old Liu were unharmed. Lü Boyun and Du Lü each sustained a bullet wound, but fortunately, it wasn't to any vital areas. Both Lü Boyun and Du Lü could now be considered people who had taken bullets for Young Master Yun. Their refusal to retreat under such intense gunfire, risking their lives, earned them some respect from Zhao Yunhai.
The news of Zhao Yunhai's safety brought immense relief to the prominent figures of the Zhao clan.
Upon returning to the Mōyú Grand Hotel, Lü Boyun and Du Lü went to the hospital for treatment, while Old Liu and Old Qiu rested in the living room. After making sure his family was safe, Zhao Yunhai, feeling mentally exhausted, fell asleep. However, the incident was deeply etched in his mind. Fusang, prepare for my bloody revenge.
The security situation outside was no longer a concern. The high-level officials of Haicheng, fearing any slightest mishap for Zhao Yunhai, had elevated the security at the Mōyú Grand Hotel to the highest level.
Yu Manlou, upon hearing that Brother Yunhai had returned safely, expressed immense relief and lingering fear. The destination for the yacht trip had been his suggestion. If Brother Yunhai had suffered even the slightest harm, he would not have been able to forgive himself.
In Haicheng, there was also Yang Fan, whose relationship with Zhao Yunhai was not particularly close but who cared deeply about his safety. Zhao Yunhai could not afford to have any trouble right now. Therefore, Yang Fan proactively stood guard outside the Mōyú Grand Hotel, protecting Zhao Yunhai all night. Sometimes, even enemies, when their interests are intertwined, do not wish for your demise.
For the next three days, Zhao Yunhai stayed put, arranging for Si Jinyan to monitor Zhang Yunyi. During these three days, Zhang Yunyi grew increasingly haggard, his hair greasy, his clothes unwashed, and he himself unbathed, constantly muttering about the black card he was searching for.
In these three days, the female lead, Qian Lin'er, became utterly disillusioned with Zhang Yunyi. She truly couldn't understand why Zhang Yunyi had become like this. Meanwhile, Qian Lin'er's father, Qian Yuanhui, had no time to concern himself with Zhang Yunyi. The Fuyun Merchant Association had completely disintegrated and was forced to dissolve. Even Qian Yuanhui's group was facing the threat of bankruptcy. Although Qian Lin'er was thoroughly disappointed in Zhang Yunyi over the past three days, she kept an eye on him, as he was, after all, a man she had once loved.
The black card was akin to Zhang Yunyi's protagonist halo. Without it, Zhang Yunyi was full of flaws and vulnerabilities, utterly lacking any appeal. Qian Lin'er felt a sudden awakening, questioning what she had ever liked about him.
In a mere three days, the once arrogant Yunmi Company had completely collapsed. Most of its employees had left and been poached by Tiangong Company. Some who wished to continue following the chairman could not reach him and could only leave with sighs. Yunmi Company had now officially declared bankruptcy. With his funds and assets frozen, Zhang Yunyi was forced to move back into his old rented room.
Fortunately, the landlady, seeing his plight, allowed him to stay for a few days. Zhang Yunyi never imagined that he would be taken in by the woman he used to curse as an old hag. Back then, when Zhang Yunyi couldn't pay rent, the landlady's constant demands made him feel she was heartless and uncomprehending. But Zhang Yunyi seemed to have forgotten that paying rent was his obligation, while understanding him was a kindness. Zhang Yunyi, who always blamed others, never looked for reasons within himself. It was only natural that his manager would scold him for his incompetence; he perceived this as a personal insult. His relationships with colleagues were poor, which he attributed to them deliberately excluding him. He even looked down on colleagues who were good at socializing, considering them sycophants currying favor with superiors. In Zhang Yunyi's eyes, he was the only one who was clear-sighted, constantly fantasizing that gold would eventually shine.
Three days had passed, and Yang Fan had stealthily approached the vicinity outside Zhang Yunyi's former residence.