After saying that, he put his arm around the woman's shoulder, clearly no longer caring about Song Chengqi's background; the beautiful woman beside him was more interesting to him.
The woman leaned into his arms, but her eyes remained fixed on Song Chengqi as she continued, "I heard from my master that he led his son, the Young Mountain Master, along with over a hundred members of the East Liang Mountain sect that his son had recruited in Kowloon, and more than thirty members of the Hung Mun Heavenly Treasure Mountain, now known He Yong Yi gang, to cover the escape of Kowloon's people across the sea to Hong Kong Island. They fought desperately against the Japan and those local gangsters who had sided with the Japan. Apart from Mountain Lord Song himself, who was knocked unconscious by his son and put on the ship at the end, none of his son and the more than a hundred members of the East Liang Mountain sect survived. They all died on the night Kowloon fell."
"His whole family are idiots. Over a hundred of them went to fight the Japan to the death." Liang Pei was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and cursed, defining the things that Song Chengqi and his son had done as foolish.
The woman in his arms lowered her head slightly, continuing to speak as if to herself, "This is why members of the Hung Mun are called righteous men. The most tragic thing is that none of those who died were killed by the Japan. At that time, the Japan hadn't arrived yet. Those who carried out the killings were members of these Hung Mun gangs in Hong Kong. My master said that East Liang Mountain is the last Hung Mun branch in Hong Kong that remembers the Hung Mun ancestral precept: 'One heart and one mind, unwavering faith and loyalty, to face the national crisis with one's own body.' I really want to see Young Mountain Master, who stood on the Kowloon pier, bravely facing death."
The woman spoke the last sentence very softly, as if she were murmuring to herself. After she spoke, her voice dissipated in the wind, and even Liang Pei, who was holding her, could not hear it.
Chapter 155 agreed
After leaving Kowloon Walled City, Qi Weiwen picked up Song Chengqi in a car and headed directly to the Mirror Lake Villa in Fanling, New Territories.
Since suffering a stroke in Taiwan, Ge Zhaohuang's health has deteriorated significantly. He spends most of his time recuperating at his villa in Fanling and rarely gets involved in gang affairs. However, tonight, Ge Zhaohuang, despite his physical condition, waited outside the villa's main hall early in the morning, supported by his servants.
Beside him stood his son, Ge Zhixiong, who was just over twenty years old. He had been waiting impatiently for a long time. He had no interest in the 14K his father had established. Moreover, he had been spoiled since childhood and had developed a spoiled and domineering personality. In the two years since he came to Hong Kong, he had spent most of his time spending money like water in nightclubs and dance halls. He had already made an appointment with a dancer to go to the club again tonight, but his father had sent people from Hong Kong Island to drag him back to the countryside in the New Territories. At this moment, his face was extremely ugly, and he kept stamping his feet and sighing.
He wanted to go back to his room to rest, but his father was waiting for guests outside, so he couldn't move first. He could only say to Ge Zhaohuang with concern, "Father, it's windy outside. Let me help you into your room to wait."
"You stand right next to me. If you dare to disappear again, don't even think about getting another penny from your mother." Although Ge Zhaohuang had suffered a stroke and spoke very slowly, his mind was not affected. He knew what his son was thinking without even thinking, so he immediately spoke up.
Ge Zhixiong snorted in dissatisfaction, his words full of disdain. "You two old guys, you're both getting on in years. Let Chen Zhongying and the others handle the gang's affairs. Our family's savings are enough to live on in Hong Kong. Why do you drag your ailing body into gang matters? If you hadn't gone to Taiwan to lobby for these people, you wouldn't have suffered a stroke. You shouldn't meddle in these things anymore. Just focus on getting better."
"What do you know? So many people came to Hong Kong with me back then. If I, Ge Zhaohuang, had abandoned the entire gang and hidden away to enjoy myself, what would outsiders think? What would the brothers who came to Hong Kong with me think? What would Chen Zhongying, Huang Dehong, Qi Weiwen, You Chunhua, and others who worked hard to establish themselves think of me? Now that Zhongying has finally gotten an opportunity to help the brothers avoid such a miserable existence, how could I not speak up? Your father almost died in Taiwan, and you still had the mood to dance with women. If it weren't for Chen Zhongying, I would have been rotten to the core in Taiwan! When the guests arrive, you're not allowed to say a word." Ge Zhaohuang, supported by a servant with one hand and leaning on an ivory-gilded walking stick with the other, said with some difficulty.
Seeing that his son didn't respond, Ge Zhaohuang swung his cane and hit Ge Zhixiong on the back. "Did you hear me?"
"I heard you," Ge Zhixiong replied sullenly.
Ge Zhaohuang glared at Ge Zhixiong with disgust. "Useless piece of trash."
Just as he was reprimanding his son at the hall entrance, several cars drove up from a distance with their headlights on. The lead car flashed its lights twice, and Member 14K outside the gate immediately understood, saying to Ge Zhaohuang at the hall entrance, "Boss, Incense Master Chen has arrived with his men."
Ge Zhaohuang cleared his throat, pulled his left hand away from the servant's support, straightened his back, and stared at the five cars that stopped outside the villa gate.
The first person to get out of the first car was Chen Zhongying, the strategist of the No. 14 Incense Master, whom Li Caifa had previously met, and a trusted and beloved general of Ge Zhaohuang. Chen Zhongying was nowhere to be seen with the iron-fisted demeanor he had when he met Li Caifa. As soon as the car stopped, he got out of the back seat, walked quickly to the back door of the second car, opened the door, and an old man in his fifties wearing Tang suit got out of the back seat. At the same time, Qi Weiwen also personally opened the door of the third car, and Song Chengqi, got out of the car.
Ge Zhaohuang took two steps forward. Although his legs were weak after the stroke, his voice was loud and clear. "Brother Zhu, Brother Song, I thank you both for your honor. I am sorry for not being able to greet you properly. Please forgive me."
"General Ge." Accompanied by Chen Zhongying, He Yong Yi Zhu Xuguang, the leader of Heavenly Treasure Mountain the Hung Mun Triad Society, walked over to Ge Zhaohuang and shook hands with him with a smile.
Ge Zhaohuang also grasped Zhu Xuguang's hand, released his walking stick and tossed it to a servant beside him, patting the servant's hand affectionately and saying, "I've been unwell for the past two years, so it's been a long time since I've seen you, Brother Zhu."
Qi Weiwen, supporting Song Chengqi, also came over. Upon seeing Song Chengqi, Zhu Xuguang looked somewhat embarrassed. He wasn't much younger than Song Chengqi, but upon seeing Song Chengqi, he respectfully greeted him, "Uncle-Master Song."