Chapter 110: The Harm Will Last for a Thousand Years

Suddenly. Lu Kun’s eyes brightened, and he conceived a brilliant, underhanded tactic.

“You like this… this… this…” Lu Kun whispered his instructions.

The person on the other end of the line stared blankly for a long moment, mouth hanging open as though a whole new world had been revealed.

“Hello? Can you hear me?” Lu Kun grew increasingly excited, only to realize after a pause that silence had fallen on the other side.

“Gulp.”

The caller swallowed with visible difficulty, brows tightly knit, voice trembling as he answered, “O-Old Boss, I know what to do.”

Damn it, the boss was becoming terrifyingly ruthless.

Thinking up moves like this.

Lu Kun: “…”

“Remember, find someone with real skill. Make sure no wounds are left behind, and keep everything subtle,” Lu Kun continued, issuing further warnings.

…

Once the call ended, Lu Kun finally exhaled in relief.

That “Zheng Neigong” might as well lose face himself, but the Zheng family could not be ignored.

If those photographs were obtained, the Zhengs would have no choice but to back down unless they wished to create an even larger embarrassment.

As for the difficulty of the task, it was simple enough—just spend a little more money.

Sometimes problems that money can solve are simply not problems at all.

After all.

Money can make ghosts push the mill, and money can make the mill push ghosts.

…

In the afternoon, the weather was ideal, with a gentle breeze that stirred no dust.

Lu Kun and Stone sat facing each other, playing chess.

“I’m not playing anymore. I can never beat you at this.”

Stone deliberately scattered the pieces across the board and declared defeat.

“Hey, you don’t understand the true essence of chess and always lose so miserably,” Lu Kun said, somewhat helpless.

“A horse destroys the enemy completely, five soldiers storm the palace, the kill is subtle in presence and absence, and with advantage the few can defeat the many…” Lu Kun won five games in succession, his expression smug.

Stone: “???”

“Why do I feel like you’re mocking me?” Stone’s eyes bulged, his neck stiff with indignation.

“I gave you five pieces, yet you still couldn’t force a draw. Each time you were defeated by me as though an autumn wind had swept away fallen leaves—what do you think?” Lu Kun raised an eyebrow.

“I think you haven’t seen a fist as large as a sand pot,” Stone clenched his fist and waved it in Lu Kun’s face.

Lu Kun: “…”

Unprovocable. Unprovocable. This was a true big shot!

…

“Hey, heard that recently you and that little girlfriend of yours have been inseparable? Soon I’ll be able to drink your wedding toast,” Lu Kun kicked Stone’s foot playfully.

“Too early.”

Stone sat cross-legged on the sofa, tossed a wine-germinated peanut into his mouth, and chewed it with satisfying crispness, his tone one of deep melancholy.

“What’s wrong? Not going smoothly?”

Lu Kun asked with concern.

“My little wife is fine, it’s just her father who’s difficult to deal with. I don’t even dare go to his house anymore,” Stone shook his head, then added, “That’s why I came to learn from you this time.”

Lu Kun pointed incredulously at his own nose. “You want to learn from me?”

“Ah, there are only bachelors around me. You got married early, so of course you’re the one I should learn from,” Stone said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Lu Kun curled his lip. “As long as you plant a child in Lao Gao’s daughter’s belly, Lao Gao will definitely recognize you as his son-in-law.”

“Then forget it. I’m afraid Lao Gao will beat me to death,” Stone shrugged.

“Such small courage,” Lu Kun pushed Stone’s shoulder and encouraged him, “When your child calls him grandfather, he will surely acknowledge you as his son-in-law.”

“No, I’m afraid Lao Gao will chop me to death!” Stone curled his lip.

Lu Kun had seen photos of Stone’s little wife. She looked like a water onion, barely seventeen, the very picture of an illegal “loli.”

Because of this, Stone had stubbornly refused to break her hymen, holding back out of principle.

Lu Kun guessed their relationship would not come to fruition until next year at the earliest.

…

“Heard that a few days ago, several shops in Yuheng City and Shalin City were smashed?” Stone crossed one leg over the other as if the question were casual.

Lu Kun gave him a sideways glance. “Your information is too late. I already handled that matter.”

“Really?” Stone looked astonished.

He knew Lu Kun possessed hidden power beneath him.

But to resolve such a major incident in such a short time was simply unbelievable.

After all, he had sent people to investigate the opponent’s background, and that was no ordinary figure.

Truly, one with both family standing and connections.

Lu Kun’s mouth twitched. He thought to himself that the kid named Zheng probably now wanted to devour his heart.

…

And indeed, in the Bailai Dance Hall of Nanming City in the provincial capital, Zheng Wei was currently beside himself with shame and rage, wishing he were dead.

“Which bastard drugged me and shaved my feathers!!!” Zheng Wei cursed loudly.

When his gaze fell upon the small clump of shaved feathers on the bedside table and the note tucked beneath them, fury shot straight to his brain.

“Shave the feathers first as a warning. If you dare act arrogant again, I’ll take your dog’s life. The feathers are returned to you. The shaving tutorial has been safely stored!”

…

“Just let him calm down for a while,” Lu Kun answered indifferently.

Stone lifted his eyelids, lowering his voice to a near whisper. “Should I send someone to…?”

“No need,” Lu Kun quickly cut him off.

Stone had finally obtained a protective talisman with Hong Kong identity. He could not afford to act recklessly again, lest he bring unnecessary trouble or hand over the very weapon that could be used against him.

Moreover, in another year and a half, the Huakun System would no longer be the soft persimmon others could easily squeeze.

The Huakun System now needed only to monopolize the retail market in An Gui Province thoroughly and quickly.

When an enterprise grew strong enough, relationships would come to it whether one sought them or not.

Pieces and players were two entirely different concepts.

“Also fine. If it truly comes to the point of no choice, just call me,” Stone said in a deep voice, patting Lu Kun’s shoulder heavily.

“We’re both good people. Don’t always think about those crooked ways,” Lu Kun said, lecturing earnestly.

Stone was stunned.

He had never encountered such shameless behavior!

“S-say, what serious face are you putting on in front of me? When you were thirteen, Zhao widow’s courtyard wall…” Stone had barely begun his complaint when Lu Kun snatched up a rag and stuffed it into his mouth.

…

“I say, can you stop being so honest in life? ‘Good people don’t live long, disasters last a thousand years’—do you understand?” Lu Kun rolled his eyes.

“Alright, alright, I get it. You’ve been a bad seed since childhood. You were bad before, now even worse, and so shameless. In your old age you’ll definitely become an old schemer,” Stone bared his teeth.

“Get lost!” Lu Kun scolded with a laugh.

Who could predict the future?

In this world, who truly lived freely? Everyone was simply surviving beneath a mask.