Sun Jihong had no choice but to settle the bill. He didn’t know when his elder brother Sun Jijun would arrive. If Master Xiong lost patience and left during this time, the responsibility would be too much for him to bear.
In truth, compared to real wealthy families, the Suns were practically nobodies—a mere nouveau riche family.
A single meal had consumed the entire reward money. Not only would Sun Jihong feel心疼 (heartache), but Sun Jijun would be heartbroken as well.
Although the Suns’ business in Huanghai City was under Sun Jijun’s control, their elderly father still kept a close eye on things. Born into poverty, the old man lived frugally. If he found out his two sons were squandering the family fortune recklessly, his fierce temper might lead him to disown the two brothers entirely, handing the business over to his daughter and son-in-law. At that point, the two brothers’ fate would be tragic indeed.
A simple meal at a small restaurant would only cost a hundred or so yuan.
It wasn’t that they couldn’t go to a high-end hotel, but they should at least behave properly. To openly harass a waitress in front of Master Xiong—such despicable character would naturally invite Xiong’s schemes.
Don’t be fooled by Xiong Ying’s usual low profile; in reality, he was much like Shui Miao, possessing a heart that despised evil and pursued justice.
The difference between them was that Xiong Ying’s methods were primarily a series of underhanded tricks, each more severe than the last.
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“Grandpa…”
Shui Miao hadn’t gone far. Sitting on his bicycle, he waited under a large tree by the roadside outside the hotel. Seeing his grandfather come out holding a black plastic bag, he initially thought it contained food. He didn’t want to eat anything from Sun Jihong, but upon opening the bag, he found it filled with cash—at least ten thousand yuan.
“Grandpa, did he give you the reward money?”
Smiling, Xiong Ying gently shook his head and explained what had happened.
It turned out that Xiong Ying knew the hotel manager and had even helped him with feng shui before.
While Sun Jihong was making a phone call, Xiong Ying approached the manager with the remaining two cases of wine and sold them at cost price, netting thirteen thousand yuan.
Making Sun Jihong lose fifty thousand yuan in one meal gave Shui Miao a sense of vindication.
However, what concerned Shui Miao more at this moment was something else: “Grandpa, did you really drink eighteen bottles of baijiu? How could your stomach handle it?”
“Just liquor. As long as I circulate my internal energy to expel the excess moisture from my body, it’s nothing.” Xiong Ying said proudly, then raised his hand for Shui Miao to smell. Immediately, Shui Miao caught a strong whiff of alcohol. “Hehe, once you’ve practiced for a few decades and mastered the elements of Yin and Yang, you’ll understand how amazing this cultivation method is. Alright, don’t linger here too long. Sun Jihong will be out soon. I’ll take you to a Shanxi noodle restaurant for some knife-cut noodles.”
“Knife-cut noodles!?” Shui Miao was stunned. After what had happened with Sun Jihong, he realized he didn’t truly understand his grandfather at all. It turned out his grandfather had a side he’d never seen before. Now, Shui Miao found himself increasingly unable to fathom his grandfather—his thoughts and actions far exceeded his imagination. He seemed more like a wise sage.
“But Grandpa, didn’t you tell the waitress to inform him we’d be waiting for him at the villa?”
“Exactly. If I hadn’t said that, how could I make him anxious and distressed? Do you think I’m just going to let him off with a small financial loss? Let me tell you, my methods have only just begun.” Xiong Ying smiled coldly, a glint of icy menace flashing in his eyes. But immediately, he resumed his usual gentle expression, patting Shui Miao’s shoulder kindly and laughing: “Come on, aren’t you fond of noodles? Grandpa’s treating you. Unless, of course, you’re not hungry…”
“I’m hungry, I’m hungry… How could I not be hungry? Hehe…”
Shui Miao was extremely excited. His grandfather was so capable, so impressive, so powerful. Learning more skills from him would give him more capital to navigate the world in the future.
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Ten minutes later, Sun Jihong arrived at the villa but found no one there. Instantly, he grew anxious. After circling the villa twice, he hurriedly called Sun Jijun.
Sun Jijun had originally planned to arrive later to maintain his excuse of being out on business. Upon hearing that Master Xiong had left, he panicked and rushed over immediately in his car.
“What happened? How could Master Xiong just leave without a word?”
Tall and thin, with a handsome face and dressed in a white suit, holding a white phone and wearing white shoes, Sun Jijun looked more like a wealthy second-generation businessman.
In contrast, Sun Jihong appeared much younger, like a greenhouse flower yet to experience the storms of life.
“I…I don’t know either. After I finished calling you and went back, he was gone, taking two cases of Shenlong Liquor with him. The meal…cost me a full 50,000 yuan.” Sun Jihong was flustered and red-faced, fearing his elder brother’s scolding.
Hearing this, Sun Jijun shook his head repeatedly. “That’s impossible. That’s not Master Xiong’s style…Certainly, you must have done something wrong. Quickly, tell me exactly what happened.”
Afraid not to speak up, Sun Jihong hurriedly recounted the entire incident.
After thinking for a moment, Sun Jijun suddenly asked, “What did you do before Shui Miao left?”
“Nothing…I just sent a text message to a friend.”
Sun Jihong shook his head hastily, but his heart gave a jolt—he had secretly touched the waitress’s leg earlier!
“No, you’re lying!” Seeing Sun Jihong’s evasive gaze, Sun Jijun grabbed his collar. “Quickly, tell me what you really did!”
If he didn’t confess now, his elder brother would surely start hitting him.
Sun Jijun had a violent temper. Sun Jihong dared not hide the truth any longer and immediately begged, “Don’t hit me, don’t hit me, I’ll tell, I’ll tell. I secretly touched the waitress’s leg. Maybe…maybe Shui Miao saw it.”
“Fool! You’re asking for death!”
Sun Jijun slapped Sun Jihong hard across the face, pointing at his nose and shouting furiously, “How could I have such an idiot for a brother? Master Xiong is an upright person, and his apprentice must also be decent. You did such a despicable thing in front of them—of course, they’d target you! Earlier, you caused a huge mess inside this villa, and you haven’t cleaned up the mess yet. Now you’re hitting on women again—you’re trying to kill me!”
Sun Jijun slapped Sun Jihong twice more, this time much harder, causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth.
Sun Jihong was stunned by the beating, but Sun Jijun didn’t let up. He threw him to the ground and kicked him harshly.
“I’ll kill you, you bastard!”
“You’ve caused such a disaster and dragged me into it—I’ll kill you…”
Sun Jijun kicked and cursed simultaneously.
After a few kicks, Sun Jihong suddenly jumped up, shouting, “Enough! You’re not a good person either—you’ve slept with that woman too!”
“You little bastard—you’re asking for death!”
Sun Jijun looked around anxiously and, seeing no one nearby, lunged at Sun Jihong again, pinning him to the ground and beating him mercilessly. “I’ll teach you to lie, to lie…”
“I’m not lying—I saw it with my own eyes…”
Even a desperate rabbit will bite. Sun Jihong, desperate, exerted all his strength and pushed Sun Jijun off. The two brothers fought like two mad dogs.
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Behind the villa, a head cautiously peeked out—it was none other than Wang Yong, who had previously introduced Master Xiong. After buying the wooden basin, Wang Yong thought he still had time and might even catch lunch, so he hurried over. Who knew that upon arrival, he would witness such a scene…
Wang Yong peeked out, then quickly withdrew and stealthily ran away…
“Haha! This is a big score. I should be able to extort them for a fortune!”
Excited at having caught the brothers Sun Jijun’s compromising moment, Wang Yong ran out of the villa complex gates in one breath. Unexpectedly, just outside the gate, a bicycle suddenly appeared, and he crashed headlong into it, sending people and bike tumbling…
“Damn it! Who the hell is that…”
Wang Yong, trying to justify himself, was about to lash out angrily. But when he looked up, the person wasn’t anyone else—it was none other than Shui Miao and his grandfather, Xiong Ying.
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