Five Million to Start

"Oh, it's nothing major. It's just that these little brats got into a fight with someone a couple of days ago. They did all right and didn't disgrace our Storm Martial Arts School... Speaking of which, I suddenly feel things were better back in our day. Aside from the occasional idiot who liked showing off, life was peaceful enough. Where did all these troubles come from?" Feng San said with a laugh and a sigh.

Back then, what he did most often was conduct business under Song Shi's watchful eye.

In the end, he even dragged Lin Shuguang into the pit...

Lin Shuguang couldn't help smiling. "By the way, Old Jin is coming tonight too. Let's have a drink at Mantang Hall."

"Sure. Last time I went to Demon Capital to see you, we didn't even get the chance to have a proper drink. Tonight, we'll drink until we're drunk."

Night fell, and the three reunited.

They hadn't seen one another for several months, and as they talked about how much each of them had changed recently, they found that all three had changed quite a bit.

Feng San had become steadier, and his physique was considerably more robust.

Old Jin's speech was still as wild and unrestrained as ever, while his complexion had grown several shades paler than before.

The two still traded insults with practiced ease, as though they wanted nothing more than to drink the other under the table and make him call them "Daddy."

Lin Shuguang drank by himself as he watched the two bicker, unable to contain his amusement.

"By the way, Brother Lin, I have something on my hands and would like to ask you for a favor." Old Jin suddenly leaned closer. After hesitating, he asked, "There's a business partner of mine who