A Man's Courage

This was how it ended. The police would definitely be keeping a close eye on us and those three lately. If anyone died in Hong Kong, things would become a huge mess, so we couldn't leave the police any leverage.

If we were going to make a move, it couldn't be in Hong Kong. It would be best to force them to take the smuggling route out. That would make things much easier.

Now that the enemy was in the hospital, once his police skin was stripped away, he was nothing in Wang Xuan's eyes. Naturally, there was no need to keep him in mind.

What happened afterward was simple. Two days later, when the three of them were discharged, the men Wang Xuan sent followed them. Three men accompanied each of them, all holding signs plastered with enlarged newspapers and photographs, telling everyone they met along the way.

The three were stared at by the citizens as if they were monsters. They were so humiliated that they wished they could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.

As for the idea of fighting it out with a few punks, they didn't have it. There were three of them on the surface, but who knew how many people were nearby?

They walked to the roadside and raised a hand to flag down a taxi, but the punks following them whispered a few words into the driver's ear, scaring him into driving away.

They couldn't take a car, their buttocks hurt, and being watched was humiliating. The punks even blocked them from getting on buses. They couldn't win in a fight either. Cao Hong and the other two felt as if this was the end of the world. They wished they could just die and be spared this suffering.

Sometimes, living was harder than dying.

After finally enduring the journey home, they discovered that people were watching even outside their door. After hearing what had happened from his family, Cao Hong felt as if he were about to explode with rage. But as a former police officer, he knew that reporting it would be useless. No one had hit or cursed him, so what reason could he give for calling the police?

His family couldn't stand the harassment and didn't even dare leave the house. People were always nearby explaining that these men were the relatives and friends of the perverts from a few days ago. They were utterly disgraced!

In less than ten days, all three men were forced to divorce. As for getting revenge on Wang Xuan, there were several people following them every moment of every day without leaving their sides. They had no chance to retaliate.

Unable to endure it any longer, they thought about leaving the country. But the moment they reached the airport, they were beaten. The attackers didn't even run; they were perfectly willing to be arrested. After all, anyone who entered the airport would be beaten.

Wang Xuan had plenty of men!

With no options left, the three of them ran to the docks under cover of darkness, found a boat, and prepared to go to Macau before fleeing from there.

But they were captured by the people on the boat not long after setting out to sea.

The next day, Wang Xuan appeared on the boat.

"Big brother, please spare me! I beg you, please spare me!" Cao Hong wept until his voice tore apart. He had never imagined life could become so dark, with everyone harboring malice toward him. The blows he had suffered during this period had completely broken him down.

"Spare you? Heh, weren't you pretty damn tough?" Wang Xuan wore a smile, but his voice was bone-chillingly cold. "That day, I swore I'd kill you for a full hour. A man has to keep his word!"

He couldn't be bothered to waste words on the three of them. He ordered his men to sever the tendons in their hands and feet, tie them up, and throw them into the sea. He believed the smell of blood would attract schools of carnivorous fish to help Wang Xuan fulfill his wish—to eat the three of them alive, bit by bit, until nothing remained.

He wanted the three of them to understand that death itself wasn't frightening. What was frightening was the process of dying!

Of course, all of that was something that happened later.

Let's return to the present.

"All right, enough about those police officers. Ah Wai, how was the club last night?"

At the mention of it, Ah Wai's plump face immediately filled with smiles. "It was packed! It felt even livelier than the night before yesterday. There wasn't even room for people to squeeze in!"

Although he had expected as much—he had taken a look downstairs just now and seen the crowd—Wang Xuan was still quite pleased to hear Ah Wai confirm it. After all, making money came first. As long as there was enough money, everything else could be solved.

"Good. You all go get some rest. You've been busy all night."

Wang Xuan hadn't slept soundly last night either. Naturally, he had suffered a few nightmares.

With nothing else to do, he wanted to go out for a walk and take a look at the beautiful Shen Leman while he was at it, to lift his spirits.

When he arrived at the hospital, he went straight to the nurses' station. Seeing several bodyguard-like men following behind Wang Xuan, no one dared stop him. He pushed open the door and saw Shen Leman sitting there, lost in thought.

He walked over quietly and patted Shen Leman on the shoulder. "Ah Man, what are you thinking about?"

When she turned around and saw Wang Xuan, a trace of joy flashed across Shen Leman's face, only to vanish immediately afterward. She put on a stern expression and asked, "Why did Brother Blood Dragon suddenly think of coming to see me? What orders do you have this time?"

"Of course I missed you. One day apart feels like three autumns; after only a few days apart, I'm already filled to the brim with longing!" Wang Xuan pressed his right hand to his chest and gazed deeply at Shen Leman. He came up with sweet words effortlessly.

A blush flashed across Shen Leman's face. She lowered her head shyly, not daring to meet Wang Xuan's eyes.

Even in open-minded Hong Kong, there were very few people who could say something as cheesy yet romantic as Wang Xuan.

Actually, most single men weren't incapable of sweet-talking. They simply lacked the courage to say those things.

And what was courage?

Money was a man's courage. Wang Xuan wasn't short of money now, so he naturally had plenty of courage. Sweet words came to him effortlessly as well.

After a long while, Shen Leman finally raised her head and lightly smacked Wang Xuan's hand, suppressing a smile. "You can still think of me while you're in the Fox Spirit den? Hmph, I don't believe you! And there are also rabbit spirits and cat spirits!"

Hiss—Wang Xuan drew in a breath of cold air and shook his wrist.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Seeing Wang Xuan wince in pain, Shen Leman immediately took his hand, rolled up his sleeve, and examined it. A ring of ligature marks circled his wrist. Many places had been rubbed raw, and the wounds had yet to scab over, exposing bright-red flesh.

"Ah! How did this happen?" Shen Leman furrowed her brows in concern. "Sit down. I'll apply some medicine!"

Wang Xuan briefly explained what had happened yesterday. Shen Leman angrily cursed, "Those damn cops! Instead of catching criminals, why are they bothering you?"

The corners of Wang Xuan's mouth twitched twice. Don't I count as a bad person?

What kind of values were these...

As Shen Leman organized the tools in her hands, she muttered, "People like the Jackals should be hacked to death with one slash. Should we leave them around to keep harming good people? That's called upholding justice and eliminating evil. Isn't that how they show it on television?"

"There are so many bad people in Hong Kong, but they don't go after them—smugglers, drug dealers, robbers, murderers, rapists, and all the rest. Yet they insist on harassing you and even trying to extort you. Hmph, it's because of scum like them that Hong Kong's public security is so terrible!"

She picked up a cotton swab soaked in hydrogen peroxide and dabbed it over the wound, continuing to talk without pause. "It's fine. Hydrogen peroxide doesn't hurt. If it were someone else, I'd use alcohol on them and make them suffer!" As she spoke, she frowned prettily again. "Look at what they did to your wrist. Damn cops. If any police come to see me again, I'll teach them a lesson!"

Watching Shen Leman busily tending to him, the smile on Wang Xuan's face grew broader and broader.

Was he a good person?

He definitely wasn't. Of course, he couldn't exactly be called a bad person either.

Even he found this contradictory. Perhaps he was a bad person who was trying hard to become a good one.

When a woman's values became warped for your sake, if you encountered a woman like that, you should cherish her properly!

He pulled his hand free from Shen Leman's grasp and suddenly seized her by both shoulders. Shen Leman raised her head in confusion, only to see Wang Xuan's face drawing closer and closer.