With a "whoosh," as the stream of water finally broke free from the girl's hair and flew out, the other side of the whirlwind opened a passage, allowing the water to pass through. This time, Zhou Ziwei did not control it anymore, and the water instantly turned into wisps of water vapor that scattered and disappeared without a trace.
With a soft "whoosh," Zhou Ziwei tossed a clean bed sheet he had grabbed from the hospital earlier over. It pierced through the raging wind surrounding the girl, tightly wrapping around her body and completely covering her delicate skin, instantly concealing any glimpses of her skin.
Only then did the whirlwind surrounding the girl finally lift her body and slowly descend, as if a gentle lover were carefully laying her flat on the stone bed.
Zhuihun felt as if he were watching a master magician perform a spectacular live show. His eyes darted around following the swirling wind and flowing water. But after watching, he was absolutely certain that this was not magic at all, but rather—spells, or rather, only spells could describe Zhou Ziwei's incredible skill.
Whether it's flowing water or swirling wind, both clearly contain powerful energy. Zhuihun believes that if Zhou Ziwei wanted to, he could transform these seemingly gentle water flows and swirling winds into incredibly powerful weapons at any time. So... what else could this be but magic?
"Wow... amazing!" Zhuihun exclaimed in amazement, then formally re-examined Zhou Ziwei before asking, "As long as I confirm that the person you resurrected is indeed my daughter, and not some other wandering ghost, then you will be my temporary employer for the next three years. Hmm... But there's one thing I need to make clear to you first: my appearance fee is very expensive."
Well… after all, I'm the number one assassin among the world's top ten assassins. You can't just use me for free. When things are calm, just give me a million or two dollars a month. I'm usually very frugal; I don't actually spend that much. Also… if you need my help with anything special, you'll have to give me at least ten million for every person I kill for you. As for other things… you can't treat me like a bodyguard, and you can't reveal anything about me to anyone. If I find out you haven't kept my secrets… then don't blame me for leaving immediately.”
Zhou Ziwei was speechless for a moment after hearing this. After a while, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "I usually give you one or two million US dollars a month as pocket money... but for every person you kill for me, I have to pay you ten million US dollars..."
"It's at least ten million!" Zhuihun quickly corrected, "That means ten million is the minimum standard. As for the specific price, it depends on the identity of the target you want me to kill. For example... even if you want me to assassinate a beggar sleeping under a bridge, you have to come up with five million before I'll help you take him down. Or if you want me to kill the president of the United States or something... then even if you ask me for a billion... I might not be able to agree to the target's price. I won't lie to you. I'm a person who always adheres to professional ethics. We do business honestly and fairly. Although I haven't been in business for more than ten or twenty years, I still have to abide by these rules."
Hmm... The specific price for this target will mainly depend on the real-time average market price, plus at least 30% extra. After all, I'm not called the King of Assassins for nothing; I need some extra incentive to even make an appearance, right? Otherwise, people will think I'm an idiot..."
Zhou Ziwei rolled his eyes, thinking to himself: Oh, no, no, how could you be an idiot? I'm the biggest idiot here.
I thought that by using up most of my soul power to resurrect a daughter for you, I could fool you, the King of Assassins, into being my most stylish bodyguard for a few years... Although... this daughter I resurrected for you is somewhat questionable, she was still created using your daughter's memories from her previous life as the core. Even if she's not entirely your daughter, she's at least half, right? But who knew... the person I hired isn't a bodyguard at all, but clearly a living ancestor... Whether there's something to do or not, I have to give him one or two million dollars every month to support him, and... this guy even has the nerve to say he's very frugal, that he saves so little money, yet he still spends one or two million dollars a month. If you were to waste it all, wouldn't even if I gave you all of Old Guy's fortune, it wouldn't be enough for you to squander?
"Hey...did you understand my conditions? If you're unwilling, or if you think you can't afford to support me, then we can forget about what we agreed on before."
Seeing Zhou Ziwei's silent, tearful expression, Zhuihun became extremely smug. He puffed out his chest, looking like he had succeeded in his scheme. He was certain that Zhou Ziwei couldn't afford such a high price. He had the King of Assassins right in front of him, but Zhou Ziwei simply couldn't afford to use him.
Zhou Ziwei nodded helplessly and said, "Is that so... then forget it! Although I have paid an immeasurable price to help you revive your daughter, well... it's our fault for not making things clear beforehand... I thought you could serve me for free for three years... but you actually want me to pay such a large salary every month... As you can see, I'm still just a child. I'm lucky if I can support myself, how can I possibly support a Buddha like you!"
Seeing Zhou Ziwei agree so readily, Zhuihun was slightly taken aback, but then said with schadenfreude, "That's right, that's right... it's your fault for not discussing things clearly with me beforehand. If you've heard of my reputation before, you should know that in my thirty-plus years in the business, I haven't actually taken on many jobs. This... is mainly because my prices are too high. Generally, without substantial financial resources, you simply can't afford to hire me. And I never talk about personal relationships. Even if the King of Heaven himself came and wanted me to kill someone, he would have to offer enough money to entice me. No money... then forget about it, hehe... I'm sorry... I made you work for nothing. It's not that I'm not giving you face, it's just that this rule of mine is absolutely unbreakable... sigh..."
Volume 3, King of the City, Chapter 605: Okay, you win.
Seeing the smug, smug look on Zhuihun's face, Zhou Ziwei curled his lip in disdain. So what if it's one million US dollars a month? Converted to RMB, that's less than ten million. At most, it's one hundred million a year, and three hundred million over three years. As for paying at least ten million per kill… that's nothing. In fact, Zhou Ziwei's true combat strength might not be much weaker than Zhuihun's, and if it came to assassinations, Zhou Ziwei might even be slightly stronger.
So even if Zhou Ziwei has some troublesome enemies that Zhuihun needs to deal with, the amount won't be too much. And for just a few people, even if Zhuihun asks for an exorbitant amount, how much money could he possibly ask for? Probably a few hundred million or even a billion would be enough to settle things.
This sum of money would be an astronomical figure that ordinary people could never reach, but for Zhou Ziwei... it was nothing more than that.
Even with Zhou Ziwei's current wealth, paying all three years' worth of compensation in one lump sum wouldn't be a big deal, let alone the enormous profits that the Zhou Group is about to bring to the civilian application of water decomposition technology.
If nothing unexpected happens, as long as the secret of this water splitting catalyst can truly be exclusively enjoyed by the Zhou Group and the country, then becoming the world's richest man will be nothing more than a blink of an eye.
By then... the small amount of money that Zhuihun is demanding will be even less, probably not even enough to cover a day's profit for the Zhou Group...
However, whether or not Zhou Ziwei has money is his business. This Soul Chaser is clearly trying to make things difficult for Zhou Ziwei by offering money. How could Zhou Ziwei possibly comply with his wishes? Even if he were rich, he would not give a penny to such an unscrupulous person.
So Zhou Ziwei shook his head with feigned regret at Zhuihun, who was still putting on airs, and said, "Yes... we can't do business together. Since your rules as the King of Assassins can't be broken, and I don't have that much money to give you... then... let's just call it quits!"
Seeing that Zhou Ziwei, though full of regret, didn't react with anger or frustration, Zhuihun sensed something was amiss. He quickly probed, "Hehe... I'm truly sorry... Well, although the rules can't be broken, young brother, you went to so much trouble to revive my daughter today. I... I, Zhuihun, am not the kind of person who forgets kindness. How about this! Even if you can't afford me, young brother, I can help you once for free... consider it returning my daughter's life! Of course... this doesn't count as breaking the rules, after all, you saved my daughter, which wasn't easy... I'll consider it your advance payment. However... you'll have to agree to kill whoever you want. If you really want me to kill some world-shaking figure, I won't do it. And if it's a grandmaster-level martial artist or spirit martial artist, that's absolutely out of the question..."
At first, Zhou Ziwei was somewhat pleased with what Zhuihun said. He felt that although this guy was a bit shameless, he wasn't completely shameless. He knew that Zhuihun had saved his daughter's life and knew how to repay kindness. Although he only gave him one free chance to kill someone, as the King of Assassins, this free opportunity to kill someone was still very rare.
But hearing what he said next almost made me furious… What kind of person is he… So, I saved your daughter's life, and all I got in return was this flimsy promise? Not only will he only kill once, but he also stipulated that he can't kill important figures or experts… What the hell? If it were just some nameless, weak nobody, would I need to bother with you, the King of Assassins? This guy is truly shameless… It seems he got his title of King of Assassins mostly through his thick skin! It's infuriating… How can he be so shameless?
Zhou Ziwei glared fiercely at Zhuihun, then quickly regained his composure, shook his head casually, and said, "Forget it, you don't really owe me anything. I haven't resurrected your daughter yet, have I? Don't be fooled by the fact that her body has fully recovered its vitality; her soul is still dormant. I originally planned to rest for a while before expending some effort to awaken her soul, but since you say our deal can't proceed, I naturally won't waste my energy. Hmm... Now you have two choices. One is to let your daughter's soul remain dormant in this girl's body forever. That way, your daughter won't wake up, but her soul won't dissipate either, and she'll basically be like a vegetable."
Another option is... I'll just consider it a waste of time and extract your daughter's soul from this body and return it to you, guaranteeing a complete soul, just like before. You can continue to protect your daughter's fragile soul! Hmm, this way you won't suffer any loss, and although I'll lose half of my power... well, I deserve it, since I accidentally stole your daughter's soul without realizing it..."
Upon hearing this, Zhuihun was stunned. He had already sensed that the girl on the stone bed had fully recovered her life force and seemed ready to wake up at any moment. That's why he had started to say what he had prepared beforehand, just waiting to see how Zhou Ziwei would get angry and embarrassed.
In his view, since Zhou Ziwei claimed to be resurrecting his daughter Emily, there was absolutely no mistake. No matter how bold Zhou Ziwei was, he wouldn't resurrect a soul indiscriminately to fool him.
Moreover… at the last moment when Zhou Ziwei’s independent soul body was taking shape, the wisp of soul memory that suddenly shot out from between his eyebrows was also clearly sensed by Zhuihun. Although that wisp of soul memory could not be strictly considered a complete soul, it still possessed some characteristics and aura of his daughter Emily’s soul, so Zhuihun could naturally sense it. At this point, Zhuihun was absolutely certain that the soul resurrected in the girl’s body was his daughter Emily, otherwise he would not have been so eager to confront Zhou Ziwei.
However, Zhuihun never expected that his daughter had not been fully resurrected and was still in a dormant state. This was a huge joke. In the end, although Zhuihun was a bit greedy and liked to act like a big shot, when it came to his daughter's safety, his daughter was naturally the most important thing. Money and fame were nothing but fleeting clouds compared to his daughter.
If he can't revive his daughter this time, what's the point of him even if he's outmaneuvered Zhou Ziwei? Zhou Ziwei will lose half of his power for nothing, which is a huge loss. But Zhuihun is about to revive his daughter, but Zhou Ziwei just says he doesn't care anymore and lets his daughter become a living dead again, or return to her previous soul state. Wouldn't he be even more disappointed?
Zhuihun was filled with remorse, secretly cursing himself for not being able to remain calm a little longer and wait until his daughter was fully awake before confronting Zhou Ziwei. Wouldn't that have resolved everything? With the King of Assassins here to watch over things, even if Zhou Ziwei became enraged and wanted to take his daughter's life back, would he allow him to act so recklessly?
But now the situation is completely different. There is still one last step to revive his daughter. If Zhou Ziwei does not take the initiative to complete this step, even if he is determined to force Zhou Ziwei to submit, the possibility is probably not high. After all, Zhou Ziwei's combat strength is not necessarily much lower than his own. If the two of them really fight to the death, it is not certain who will win. So coercion is definitely not going to work.
If that happens, I'll just have to watch helplessly as my daughter, who's about to be resurrected, becomes a living dead again, forever slumbering here. Wouldn't that mean I'd have to go back to those dull and boring days?
Zhuihun cursed under his breath, then reluctantly walked to the stone bed and touched the girl's forehead for a moment.
After all, Zhou Ziwei said that his daughter would fall into an eternal sleep, but that's not necessarily true. Zhuihun is also an expert in understanding souls, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to protect his daughter's soul from dissipating into the world for so many years after her death.
So Zhuihun personally tested it out, carefully circulating his spiritual power through the girl's body. He found that the girl did indeed possess a soul and was no longer a lifeless corpse. However... this soul was now shrunken within a small part of the girl's brain, without leaking out at all, hiding itself tightly. This was very different from ordinary sleeping people. Zhuihun understood this clearly with just a slight examination.
Next, Zhuihun tried to use his spiritual power to induce the girl to wake her up. Unfortunately, after a lot of effort, he had only wasted a lot of spiritual power, but the girl was still fast asleep and showed no signs of waking up.
Zhuihun withdrew his hand dejectedly, then glared at Zhou Ziwei with the resentment of a woman abandoned by her husband. He sighed helplessly and said, "Fine! Fine! If you win, I'll... I'll be your henchman for three years without pay. Hmm... but... I wasn't just saying that lightly. After all, to protect my daughter's soul from perish, I've almost squandered all my savings over the years, and I haven't taken on any missions for many years."
So… now I, the King of Assassins, am penniless. If I follow you from now on, I'll really have to rely on you to support me. And you'll also have to support my daughter and me. After all, my daughter just barely escaped death and came back to life, and I don't want to be separated from her again. We'll definitely be living at your house from now on. Also… every time I kill someone for you, you still have to pay me a certain amount. This… is really my rule, and it's absolutely unbreakable. At most… at most you can give me a small token, even if it's just one dollar per kill, I still have to take the money… Is that alright?”
Zhou Ziwei laughed and said, "Of course... since you, Senior Soul Chaser, are now my man, I naturally have to take care of supporting you and your daughter. As for your reward for killing someone... I certainly won't do it for such a pittance as one US dollar. You should at least get one euro, right?"
Upon hearing this, Zhuihun rolled his eyes in anger and said irritably, "Alright... now that the terms have been agreed upon, can you help me wake up my daughter? Don't worry... as the King of Assassins, I always take responsibility for my words. Right now, you didn't make things clear to me, so I was trying to take advantage of you. Now that things are out in the open, I certainly won't go back on my word."
Zhou Ziwei nodded upon hearing this. In truth, Zhou Ziwei was not entirely at ease with the old man's character, but it didn't matter. After all, the soul inside the girl's body was not a naturally formed soul in the true sense, but an independent soul body created by Zhou Ziwei himself.
Therefore, Zhou Ziwei was fully confident that he could control this soul at any time. Just like before, this soul didn't actually need to be awakened in any way. Originally, it would have woken up naturally after her bodily functions were fully restored. However, since Zhuihun had pulled such a shameless trick, Zhou Ziwei only needed to give a command, and the independent soul within the girl's body immediately entered a dormant state, tightly contracting its soul. No matter how much Zhuihun caused trouble, without Zhou Ziwei's command, this independent soul would definitely not wake up again.
This time Zhou Ziwei was able to control the soul, and he could do so again in the future. If Zhuihun saw his daughter wake up and then went back to deny everything... Hmph, that would be easy. Zhou Ziwei could just snap his fingers and turn this lively girl into a vegetable again... Let's see what that shameless guy can do then.
So after hearing Zhuihun's assurance, Zhou Ziwei didn't make things difficult for him anymore. He immediately reached out and gently touched the girl's forehead with a finger, pretending to channel a wisp of soul power into her. However, he only symbolically let the soul power circulate once within the girl's body before withdrawing it. Then, he softly called out, "Emily, wake up quickly!"
As he spoke, Zhou Ziwei dramatically released a wisp of attribute-less energy from his body, which then completely transformed into light energy at his fingertips. With a "boom," the considerable amount of attribute-less energy was completely converted into light energy, instantly transforming into a huge, soft, white sphere of light, about the size of a football, which suddenly exploded on the girl's forehead.
This ball of light is neither harmful nor very hot. Even if you put your hand into it, you will only feel warm and comfortable, without any burning sensation.
But this light appeared so holy and great that when Zhuihun saw it, he immediately prayed devoutly to God for his sins.
The white light transformed into countless tiny stars, which danced across the sky and landed on the girl's exquisitely beautiful face, instantly making her appear as pure and beautiful as an angel with a broken shoulder who had fallen to earth.
"Whoosh—" As the last white light entered the girl's forehead, her large, azure eyes finally fluttered and slowly opened.
“Emily…Emily…”
Upon seeing this, Zhuihun cried out in alarm and rushed to the stone bed, his whole body trembling as he grabbed the girl's small hand.
"Dad...where am I...what happened to me?" Emily blinked, looked at Zhuihun with a blank expression, and then looked around and asked in confusion.
"This is... well, it's nothing. You just had a long dream. Now that long nightmare is over, and everything will be better..."
As he spoke, Zhuihun gave Zhou Ziwei a wink, indicating that he had something to say to his daughter privately and asked Zhou Ziwei to leave for a moment.
As long as Zhou Ziwei was within a few kilometers, he had an unbreakable connection with Emily's soul, so he naturally didn't care about the Soul Chaser's request. He not only walked out of the stone cave, but also walked almost a kilometer before sitting down under a big tree to show that he would not eavesdrop on their conversation.
But in reality... because Emily's soul was an independent soul created by Zhou Ziwei, just like the previous Kun pets, as long as they were within the range of their soul connection, Zhou Ziwei could use the other's five senses to see and hear everything happening around the independent soul. So even if Zhou Ziwei was far away, and even if the Soul Chaser had carefully laid out a layer of spiritual power around them for eavesdropping protection, it still could not block Zhou Ziwei's detection.
Zhuihun was still somewhat uneasy, fearing that Zhou Ziwei might just have someone resurrected and impersonate Emily to fool him. So he stayed in the stone chamber and repeatedly tested Emily for a long time before finally confirming that this Emily was definitely not fake; it was indeed his daughter's soul that had been resurrected in her body.
However, after years of depletion and the ordeal of being resurrected, the daughter's soul seems to have lost many memories.
Even so, it didn't matter. As long as he was sure that this was indeed his daughter, he was at ease.
Only at the very end did Zhou Ziwei suddenly hear a shocking sentence uttered from Zhuihun's mouth, "My dear daughter, don't be angry with your father anymore. Alas... back then, your father had no choice but to kill you with his own hands..."
Volume 3, King of the City, Chapter 606: Stunning
When Zhou Ziwei heard Zhuihun say that he had actually killed his own daughter back then, he was startled and puzzled. From Zhuihun's attitude towards his daughter's soul, it was clear that he still cared about her very much. He even went so far as to relentlessly pursue Zhou Ziwei after his daughter's soul was absorbed by him, almost forcing Zhou Ziwei to flee all the way into the Earth's core.
How could such a father have killed his own daughter with his own hands?
Although the independent soul created by Zhou Ziwei possessed some of the memories of his daughter from before her death, it clearly did not have this memory about the cause of death. So when Emily heard this, she couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "What...you...Father, how could it be...that you killed me with your own hands?"
Emily's soul is an independent entity. Although Zhou Ziwei gave her life and intelligence, and used a near-hypnotic method to make her believe that she was the reincarnation of the Soul Chaser's daughter, Zhou Ziwei was not worried that Emily would reveal anything in this regard.
However, Emily was, after all, just a newborn soul, completely untouched by the crucible of human society. She was practically a newborn baby, lacking any social experience or understanding of human nature. So when Soul Chaser uttered those words, she immediately displayed extreme fear and unease.
"Hahaha..." Upon seeing this, Zhuihun immediately burst into a series of happy laughs, then affectionately patted Emily's forehead and said, "Daddy was just joking with you. You are my most precious daughter. Daddy would rather kill himself than hurt you."
Emily, slightly shaken, patted her chest, but then asked with a puzzled look, "Then... Dad, are you saying that I've actually been dead for over ten years, and was only resurrected by a master by chance? Then... how exactly did I die in the first place?"
When Zhuihun saw that Emily had indeed asked about it, he hesitated for a moment before letting out a soft sigh and saying, "This is a long story... well, and I think it's best if you don't know about it for now. Dad will tell you when the time is right, but it's definitely not possible now!"
"Why?" Emily asked, somewhat dissatisfied.
Zhuihun said helplessly, "For your sake... sigh, don't ask anymore. Just trust that your father won't harm you."
Emily nodded as if she understood, and said, "Oh... I see. Then... when exactly is the right time?"
"Let's talk about it when you're capable of handling things!" Zhuihun shook his head sadly, then quickly composed himself and smiled, saying, "Alright... let's not talk about those unhappy things for now! Your resurrection this time was such an unexpected surprise for your father... we definitely have to celebrate properly later. Hmm... but... to bring you back to life, I even sold myself to that little bastard from China."
Hehe... From today onwards, it seems that my daughter and I will have to follow that kid for the next three years... But that kid is indeed quite capable. Although he can't beat your dad in a fight, he seems to be very knowledgeable about all sorts of things.
His overall strength is quite terrifying. My daughter and I should be able to get away with following him... But then again, he's the one who gave you a second life. Even if we suffer losses, I'll just have to accept it, as long as that little brat doesn't mistreat you.
Meanwhile, Zhou Ziwei, standing some distance away, rolled his eyes and touched his nose. "You know I've done you a huge favor... but you old bastard keep calling me a 'little bastard' and a 'little brat'... Is this how you treat your benefactor? Hmm... what's going on between this old man and his daughter? He said he killed her with his own hands back then... this... it can't be a joke, right? But since the old man won't say, there's nothing I can do. I can only tell Emily to be as wary of him as possible."
Emily is the first person I created, so I can't let that old bastard kill her one day when he goes crazy.
An hour later, the three reappeared in downtown Los Angeles. Emily was now wearing a very fashionable and beautiful dress. This dress was specially bought for her daughter by Chasing Soul after he returned to the city. He said that this dress was the prized possession of a luxury brand store and was the last work of the company's chief designer before his death. Only one hundred sets were sold worldwide.
Don't be fooled by the fact that this dress doesn't use much fabric, and the fabric itself doesn't look particularly high-end. The colors and style of the dress are almost perfectly matched, and when it's worn by the model, it's absolutely stunning.
However, the price of this garment was outrageously high, reaching over a million US dollars, which is why it hung there for a long time without anyone paying attention to it.
Although there are many wealthy people in Old M, it's a bit too extravagant for him to wear just a casual outfit and exude the wealth of a millionaire.
However, the spendthrift Zhuihun didn't care at all how many zeros were on the price tag. He glanced at the clothes and thought they looked pretty good, so he immediately asked the sales assistant to wrap them up.
He only realized he'd been ripped off when he swiped his card... You see, Zhuihun hadn't taken on any business or gone back to his old ways for years. He'd only been taking in money and not giving it out. If this continued, even a landlord's family would run out of money... The payment of over a million yuan directly maxed out Zhuihun's bank card.
However, this old guy was a genuine tycoon many years ago. A single business deal would bring in millions of US dollars directly into his bank account. Therefore, he was a VIP customer at that bank with a large credit card limit. Even though he maxed out his card, it didn't matter. He managed to buy back the million-dollar dress without embarrassing himself.
However, Zhuihun realized that his financial situation was not optimistic. After returning home, he gave the newly bought dress and underwear to his daughter and then ran to Zhou Ziwei to complain.
After all that haggling, all he really meant was that he wanted to ask Zhou Ziwei for some living expenses first.
Since he would be working as Zhou Ziwei's bodyguard for the next three years, he naturally wouldn't be able to take on any other assassin missions.
So Zhou Ziwei will definitely have to support them for the next three years. Although Zhuihun had been outmaneuvered by Zhou Ziwei and had declared that he would work for Zhou Ziwei for free for the next three years, they still couldn't be allowed to live in poverty, could they? He, as a grown man, didn't care much, as long as they had food and clothes, that was enough. But his daughter was so young and beautiful; she needed to dress up, buy clothes, and go out to make friends, and how could she do that without money? So Zhuihun planned to get some money from Zhou Ziwei to spend. Even if a million a month was a bit high, he should at least get a million a year, right? Although Zhou Ziwei had said he had no money, Zhuihun obviously didn't believe him. It would be strange if someone as capable as Zhou Ziwei were poor...
Hearing Zhuihun's words, Zhou Ziwei could only retreat helplessly. He thought to himself, "No wonder this old guy seemed so aggrieved when he asked for a million or two a month for living expenses. Turns out, a million or two is barely enough for him to buy his daughter one dress. How can he not feel aggrieved? Damn it, it seems this old bastard made his money far too easily when he was the King of Assassins. He probably never took money seriously."
Zhou Ziwei wanted to make things difficult for the old man, but Emily, though nominally Zhuihun's daughter, was actually created by Zhou Ziwei himself. Calling her Zhou Ziwei's daughter would be more accurate. Zhou Ziwei couldn't bear to let his daughter suffer, so he had no choice but to reluctantly agree, promising to give him one or two million a month as living expenses, just as Zhuihun had said... Of course, Zhou Ziwei had one condition: at least half of the money had to go to Emily; the old bastard couldn't keep it all for himself.