"Hidden families," Chen Fan murmured, looking at the contents of the file.
He remembered that day clearly. Although the grandfather and grandson were dressed shabbily, their demeanor was definitely not that of ordinary people.
Especially since the file recorded that the Situ family's medical skills were unparalleled, and many prominent families owed favors to the Situ family.
However, for some unknown reason, the Situ family suddenly disappeared twenty years ago, and there was no more news about them in the outside world.
Even when several major families intervened, they couldn't find any clues.
"They are indeed not simple," Chen Fan placed the file in his hand on the table.
At this moment, Chen Fan's heart was more certain that the person he was looking for was Situ Mulan.
But a week had passed, and apart from finding some information about the Situ family, he hadn't found any trace of Situ Mulan and her grandfather.
After breakfast, Chen Fan performed acupuncture on his mother again before going downstairs.
Song Wenting told Chen Fan that Fei Long had already booked a place, a private kitchen, to host Chen Fan.
Looking at the time, Chen Fan asked Da Xiong to drive, and together with Song Wenting, they headed to the private kitchen booked by Fei Long.
This was a courtyard house, and according to Song Wenting, this private kitchen was very famous throughout Kyoto.
Outside the gate of the courtyard house, a stout man, wearing overalls, with a smile on his face, hurried towards Chen Fan's car.
"Oh my, Mr. Chen, I've long admired your name. Seeing you today, you are indeed extraordinary!" The man flattered Chen Fan, and while speaking, he personally opened the car door for Chen Fan, his attitude very humble.
"Boss Song, you are getting more and more beautiful. Seeing you, I suddenly feel that all the women I've met are just ugly ducklings!" The man flattered Song Wenting, who was getting out of the car on the other side.
"He is Fei Long," Song Wenting ignored the man and introduced him to Chen Fan.
"I've heard of you," Chen Fan looked up and down at the smiling胖子 in front of him.
If Chen Fan hadn't seen the file about this Fei Long beforehand, he would have been deceived by the man's politeness and smile.
He clearly remembered that the file stated that Fei Long had another nickname, "Smiling Dragon." No matter what happened, he always had a smile on his face, but his methods were extremely ruthless. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to establish a foothold in Kyoto.
"I'm just a runner, nothing to mention. Mr. Chen, please come in!" Fei Long swayed his fat body and made a gesture to invite them in.
Chen Fan smiled calmly and walked into the courtyard house.
The courtyard house was not large, with only two courtyards. However, within the second ring of the expensive Kyoto, it was quite good.
"Mr. Chen, I've booked this private kitchen for today, and no one will disturb us." As he spoke, Fei Long led Chen Fan into a luxurious private room.
Chen Fan was naturally invited by Fei Long to sit in the main seat.
Da Xiong and Song Wenting sat to Chen Fan's left, while Fei Long sat to Chen Fan's right, humbly pouring a cup of tea for Chen Fan.
"You didn't ask me here today just for a meal and some tea, did you?" Chen Fan asked.
Fei Long's fleshy face trembled as he smiled and gave Chen Fan a thumbs-up: "Mr. Chen, you are indeed as wise as a god, worthy of being the successor chosen by the boss!"
Chen Fan took a sip of tea and remained silent.
Seeing the silence, Fei Long chuckled awkwardly: "Mr. Chen, it's like this, I do have something to ask of you today."
Chen Fan put down his teacup and looked at Fei Long: "We don't seem to be that familiar yet. How can you be sure that I can help you?"
Fei Long grinned and said, "Mr. Chen, I know what you need most right now."
"Need what?"
"Supporters," Fei Long said the three words.
Chen Fan was startled but remained silent.
Fei Long continued: "Mr. Chen, although you have become the boss's successor, I am very clear about your current situation. How can you ascend to that position without supporters?"
"I, Fei Long, guarantee here today that as long as Mr. Chen meets my conditions, I will guarantee to stand on your side."
"What conditions, tell me."
Fei Long maintained his smile: "Mr. Chen, you should know that the underworld in Kyoto is complex. I want to integrate the underworld forces of Kyoto. If I can become the leader of Kyoto's underworld, I think it will be of great help to you, and I can also become a trump card in your hand."
"I don't know much about Kyoto. How do you know I can help you?" Chen Fan countered.
"I know you must have a way, otherwise, that guy Ghost Hand wouldn't have fallen into your hands, and the boss wouldn't have chosen you as his successor."
Chen Fan looked at Fei Long: "It sounds like this matter indeed benefits me a lot."
"Naturally," Fei Long nodded with a smile, waiting for Chen Fan's reply.
"Bang!"
Just then, the door of the private room, which had been tightly closed, was suddenly opened, and a man ran in in a panic.
Fei Long's smiling face instantly turned grim, and he glared at the man: "Damn it, who the hell let you in! You interrupted Mr. Chen's meal, drag him out and break his dog legs!"
The man panicked and quickly pointed towards the direction outside the door: "B-Big brother, I didn't mean to. It's, it's someone who broke into the courtyard, and we couldn't stop them at all!"
"Who has such guts? Don't they know I've booked the entire place today?!"
"That person said, said his name is Long Zhihai!" The man dared not hide anything and said in a hurry.
"Long Sihai?!" Hearing this, Fei Long's face instantly turned ugly, and he quickly looked at Chen Fan beside him.
Chen Fan, on the other hand, was leisurely drinking tea.
"Fei Long, you invited me here today, and now Long Sihai is outside the door. What do you mean by this?" Chen Fan asked Fei Long after putting down his teacup.
Fei Long's smile looked somewhat forced, and he tried his best to argue: "Mr. Chen, I really don't know about this. They coming here has nothing to do with me. I came today just to cooperate with you. How could I possibly leak your whereabouts?!"
"Could it be that I leaked my own whereabouts?" Chen Fan retorted.
Fei Long was like a哑巴吃黄连, with bitterness he couldn't express. He originally just wanted to meet Chen Fan, take the opportunity to win him over, and then help him take over the entire Kyoto underworld. How could he betray Chen Fan at this time?
Just then, a noisy sound of footsteps echoed from outside the door, and a group of figures appeared at the entrance of the private room.
Da Xiong immediately stood up, looking vigilantly at the approaching people. Leading them was Long Zhihai, but his wife Zhang Yanling was not present today.
Song Wenting also frowned, especially when she saw the crowd outside the door, her expression gradually turned serious.
"Chen Fan, I told you, I won't let you leave Kyoto alive," Long Zhihai's voice echoed in the private room.