Fei San said, “I do want to do that, but these things that defy common sense may not be a good thing once they come to light. Ancient artifacts that are thousands of years old are as good as new. I can’t say whether they have any research value, but people who don’t know about them will definitely be misled. Even if they don’t attract the covetousness of others, I still don’t want the country to waste a lot of manpower and resources on them.”
I laughed and said, "As expected of someone with an IQ of 130, you're really thinking long-term." I took out two items from a pile of things and said, "Take this incense burner and vase back to hand over. After all, the Mafia won't come to China for no reason, so you'll have an explanation."
Fei San thought for a moment and nodded. Anyway, Master Gu had said that he didn't plan to keep these two items. Besides, he originally intended to leave all the antiques to the country.
Old Fei was holding two antiques, his eyes lingering on the things in my hands. I took out a pair of large underpants and said, "Why don't you take one and wear it? These are genuine dragon underwear."
Fei Sankou: "...Forget it. Emperors don't live very clean lives. If I get infected with a thousand-year-old syphilis, I won't be able to explain it to my wife."
I patted him on the shoulder and said sincerely, "Then I'll leave all the cleaning up to you."
Fei Sankou: "...By the way, was that Mao Sui the one who volunteered?"
"Yes, that's him."
"Who else is in your school? Tell me about them."
I looked at him hesitantly, and Fei Sankou laughed and said, "Don't worry, I'm just curious. I promise I'll pretend I never heard of it once I leave Yucai School."
I pointed to Su Wu, who was fiddling with a small stove, and said, "That gatekeeper is Lord Su Wu." I then pointed to Yu Boya, who was walking towards us, and said, "That is the Sage of the Qin. The old man with him is Lu Yu, the Sage of Tea. The medicinal tea sold in our market was developed by him and Hua Tuo."
Just then, a short-haired woman walked past us. Fei Sankou excitedly said, "I saw that woman when you picked me up at the station, Pan Jinlian?"
I quickly said, "Shh, if she hears you, she'll beat you up. That's Hu Sanniang."
Fei San blushed and said, "Oh right, I forgot there are female generals on Liangshan. Isn't that girl next to her Sun Erniang?"
I said, "That's Hua Rong's wife. Sun Erniang is performing on the street."
Old Fei was speechless for a long time before finally saying, "How come there are people bringing their families? If this continues, it won't be us causing you trouble, but the immigration bureau."
I laughed and said, "This is just a coincidence. I'll tell you about it later."
Fei Sankou hesitated and said, "Um... I heard that Wang Xizhi is here with you too. Could you ask him to tutor my daughter in calligraphy when he has some free time? Her teacher has contacted me several times, saying that her grades are good, but her handwriting is too ugly. If it is not corrected soon, it may affect her future."
I readily agreed, "Sure, one hundred an hour."
Parents' hearts are always full of love and concern. The quick-witted agent didn't realize I was joking and readily agreed, "No problem, no problem. Two hundred a hour isn't expensive at all for a tutor of Mr. Wang's caliber."
I laughed and said, "Just kidding. Send the girl over when you have time, and she can learn some self-defense techniques from 'Pan Jinlian' while she's at it. But I think people with ugly handwriting should wait until Zhang Xu comes and learn cursive script."
Just then, a little one ran over, took my hand, and called out in a childish voice, "Daddy—"
I looked down and saw it was Cao Xiaoxiang. So I picked him up and gave him a couple of kisses, then turned to Fei Sankou and said, "Look, my son. Don't we look alike?"
Lao Fei attended my and Baozi's wedding and knew we couldn't possibly have a son this big. He laughed and said, "It doesn't seem like it. Your son is much more handsome than you."
I whispered, "This is Cao Cao's son, the one who weighed the elephant. How old is your daughter? Are you planning to arrange a marriage between our families?"
Fei Sankou: "..."
Cao Xiaoxiang whispered in my ear, "Dad, didn't you already get engaged to Uncle Li Tianrun?"
I said in surprise, "Oh, you little rascal, nothing can be hidden from you—hehe, so you like that little girl from the Li family?"
Cao Xiaoxiang said in a serious tone: "A person should be honest and trustworthy!"
I tapped him on the head and said, "Bullshit, when it comes to picking up girls, you have to cast a wide net and focus on cultivating some. What do you know?"
Fei Sankou, his face full of black lines, said, "Aren't you going to set a bad example for the children?"
I hoisted Cao Xiaoxiang onto my shoulders and said, "If he was going to break down, he would have already. You know what kind of person his biological father is, don't you?" I casually tossed the pile of stuff, including the Jing Ke sword and Xiang Yu armor, into the car. Fei Sankou said with concern, "Be gentle."
I put the baby elephant on the back seat of the car and said, "Come on, let's go home with Daddy and have hot pot."
Fei Sankou said, "The Mafia has already warned you. Be careful in everything you do lately. My phone is on 24/7. As for other things, you don't need to worry about them. Like you said, leave the cleanup to me."
I looked at him carefully and said, "Thanks, Lao Fei." I knew things weren't as simple as he made them out to be. He would have to go back and give an explanation to his superiors, and he would also have to be wary of the captured foreigners revealing more about the Xiang Yu armor and other treasures.
We arrived at the villa area of Qingshui Jiayuan in silence. Yesterday's attack hadn't alerted the security guards; those foreigners must have used high-tech methods to make them believe they were just temporarily tired. The security guard who saluted me when I left this morning was silent now, probably slacking off again.
Downstairs, I saw two men standing on my balcony, probably repairing the phone line—the foreigners had cut it off last night. When they saw someone approaching, they peeked over cautiously. I parked my car and yelled at them, "Hey guys, watch out!"
A smiling man came out of my room, opened the car door for me, and said, "Mr. Xiao, you're such a good person, still having the heart to care about others even at a time like this." In his concealed hand was a pistol, the muzzle pointed directly at me. Goodbye!
Cao Xiaoxiang, sitting in the back seat, assumed the man's tone was that of a friend of mine and was about to greet him politely when I hid my hand behind my back and pressed it down slightly, while chuckling insincerely, "Haha, so it's you, 'Kick-a-Pit' buddy."
Goodbai veered me out of the car with a veiled threat, peeked inside, slammed the door shut, and gestured with his chin toward the house to signal me to go inside.
I was furious when I stepped inside. On the opposite sofa, Baozi, Li Shishi, and Hua Mulan sat dejectedly in a row; over here, Ersha, Liu Bang, and Wu Sangui also sat in a row. But their hands were cuffed behind their backs, and the wound on Ersha's shoulder from Kongkong's stab wound was exposed. The chandelier on the ceiling was crooked and leaning to one side, the floor was covered in shards of glass, and a small spiral hole had been drilled into the ceiling. It seemed Ersha had fought with them, and they had fired a warning shot. Zhao Bailian wasn't there because he'd left early that morning; that idiot always came and went without a trace.
At each corner of the room stood a foreigner with a gun, along with two lookouts on the roof and Goodbai, making a total of eight people on the other side this time.
I looked at the disheveled Ersha and his companion, stomped my foot, and said to Gu Debai, "You're finished. You've offended some of the most irresponsible people in Chinese history." Just think about it: Liu Bang, Wu Sangui, and Jing Ke—those three were incredibly vengeful!
Goodbai smiled and said to me, "I have to say we really made a huge mistake. There's a Chinese saying, 'Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake.' Unfortunately, I ignored that saying, which led to the loss of many people."
This was the first time I'd ever heard anyone call me a local bully, and I was flattered, so I said, "Where, where?"
Goodbai paused for a moment before realizing I was being polite, and said with a wry smile, "I was just fooled by your appearance. I shouldn't have mistaken you for a scoundrel."
I said with dissatisfaction, "I admit you're a scoundrel, but I really mind you using the word 'little.' And—didn't you already come yesterday? Why are you still going on and on? Are you even following the rules?"
Goodberling said viciously, "Where are our things?"
I asked blankly, "What is that?"
"Those things that used to be in your possession, the place where we kept them was cleaned yesterday."