When I left Tianqi Tower, I didn't get any useful information from Lin Zhenbei.
Besides that, I didn't press him further for the debt of two fingers.
Because in the surveillance footage, Uncle Tuo's silent departure had already given me the answer.
Since Uncle Tuo had decided to let Lin Zhenbei go, I naturally wouldn't go against his wishes.
The only difference from when I arrived was that before leaving, I had a suitcase in my hand.
This extra suitcase was related to the bet I had made with Lin Jiahuan.
Lin Zhenbei told me that this was a debt of a child being paid by the father.
Even if Lin Jiahuan refused to admit it to his death, he would!
Therefore, he was willing to admit defeat, had someone exchange the one million chips into cash, put them in a briefcase, and handed it to me to take away.
Looking back at Lin Zhenbei's words and actions since his appearance, as well as his performance in the surveillance footage, I came to a conclusion.
Overall, Lin Zhenbei was a person who acted with integrity and was willing to admit defeat.
However, these factors did not prevent him from becoming a cautious and self-serving individual.
In the Thousand King Competition ten years ago, for some unknown benefits and purposes, Lin Zhenbei chose to stand on Uncle Tuo's opposite side and participate in that off-the-record bet.
Ten years later, when Uncle Tuo came to collect the debt, the aging Lin Zhenbei was no match for him and chose to admit defeat.
After learning of Uncle Tuo's death, Lin Zhenbei's eagerness to distance himself also indirectly confirmed one point.
The elderly Lin Zhenbei, now over seventy, no longer had the ambition to continue dominating the Thousand Gate Blue Path.
His only wish was to participate in the Thousand King Competition on March 12th next year.
If I'm not mistaken, Lin Zhenbei's request for the Thousand King Token that Uncle Tuo possessed was for the Thousand King Competition.
Currently, if I want to uncover the truth hidden behind Uncle Tuo's severe injuries and death, I either have to go back for the Thousand King Token and directly trade with Lin Zhenbei for all the information.
Or, I can only start investigating from the other three people who had enmity with Uncle Tuo.
Among the three, apart from the identity of the dead rival being unknown, Helian Shan had revealed some information about the other two.
After some deliberation, I had an idea.
As I left Tianqi Tower, I didn't notice that from the window of a room on the third floor, a pair of cold eyes were fixed on me...
After leaving Tianqi Tower, I immediately decided to head to my next destination.
Originally, my plan was to find an excuse to get Chen Minglang out of the car midway.
Because I couldn't guarantee that the next person I approached would be as principled and rule-abiding as Lin Zhenbei.
If the other party suddenly turned hostile, I would likely not return.
However, Cheng Minglang seemed to have seen through my thoughts, and no matter what excuse I used to trick him into getting out of the car, he directly refused.
With no other options, I had to take Cheng Minglang with me to the destination.
As we both understood each other's inner thoughts, there was almost no communication or conversation between Cheng Minglang and me on the way to the next destination.
After an unknown amount of time...
As if sensing my heavy thoughts, Cheng Minglang suddenly spoke, "Chen Xiang, have you ever thought about what would happen if you encountered Uncle Tuo's old enemies this time, instead of their juniors, you..."
"Would you be a match for that person?"
Hearing this, I didn't know how to answer, so I just shook my head slightly, lit a cigarette, and turned my gaze out the car window.
"Are you trying to say you don't know, or are you saying you know you're not as strong as the other party?"
Facing Cheng Minglang's second question, I still shook my head blankly.
Seeing this, Cheng Minglang first shook his head with a wry smile, then, like me, turned his gaze directly out the window.
Cheng Minglang knew I was troubled, so he didn't choose to disturb me further and wisely shut his mouth.
Although the taxi continued to speed along the bustling road, my thoughts became heavier as I sat in the car...
To be honest, my actions in avenging Uncle Tuo were indeed somewhat irrational.
Driven by anger alone, and by anticipating the worst-case scenario in advance, I impulsively set off without any reservations.
But in the end, if a young person isn't impulsive, are they truly young!?
To me, Uncle Tuo was a benefactor who changed my destiny, his kindness as great as the sky, like a rebirth.
Yet, he was beaten into a coma and left the world inexplicably!
If I were to ask myself: could I do nothing?
Obviously not!
So, I'll go when I have to, I'll do it when I have to!
Whatever happens, happens!
Even if I lose my life, I will never regret it!
...
Lost in thought, night fell.
The taxi, having left the suburbs, was speeding towards its destination.
After driving for only a few minutes on a quiet country road, a pair of high beams suddenly lit up directly in front of the taxi.
The high beams were very strong, indicating a high-end vehicle.
The high beams appeared for only a moment before switching back to low beams.
This scene made Cheng Minglang immediately notice something unusual.
"There's someone standing in front of the headlights!"
"It's the eldest son of Tianqi Tower!"
"There are people behind him!!!"
Hearing this, I looked forward directly.
Under the low beams, in front of a black Mercedes-Benz, Lin Jiahuan was arrogantly giving me the middle finger as he faced my taxi.
And behind Lin Jiahuan stood a large group of people.
Among them was that Uncle Qiu.
"Damn it! Roadblock?"
"What's going on!?"
The taxi driver, unaware of the situation, immediately changed his expression.
"It has nothing to do with you! They're after me!"
"Pull over quickly!"
After saying that, I reached for the car door handle beside me.
The taxi driver, also shrewdly, braked and stopped the car.
Seeing this, Cheng Minglang blocked my hand and said, "Don't get out!!!"
Unfortunately, Cheng Minglang's action was a step too late.
The moment the car stopped, I directly opened the door and got out.
Since Lin Jiahuan could track me here, it meant he was prepared.
While not getting out of the car could temporarily avoid risk, it would likely implicate the taxi driver.
Therefore, I chose to face the danger directly.
Seeing this, Cheng Minglang had no choice but to get out of the car with me...
On this summer night, a warm breeze brushed my face.
Though slightly cool, after the coolness... came the heat.
Seeing the suitcase in my hand, Lin Jiahuan immediately smiled.
However, it was a triumphant, cold smile.
"Kid, is my money... easy to win?"
"Are you not feeling the heat holding it?"