"Ah, it wasn't anything major. Those little brats had a fight with some people a couple of days ago. They did all right, didn't disgrace our Storm Martial Arts School... Come to think of it, I suddenly feel like we had it easier back then. Apart from a few idiots stirring things up, life was pretty peaceful. There was never this much trouble." Feng San chuckled wistfully.
Back then, what he did most was conduct business right under Song Shi's nose.
In the end, he had even dragged Lin Shuguang into it...
Lin Shuguang couldn't help smiling. "Oh, right, Old Jin's coming tonight too. Let's have a drink at Full World Hall."
"Sure. Last time I went to the Demon Capital to see you, we never got a chance to have a proper drink. Tonight, we're not leaving until we're drunk."
Night fell, and the three reunited.
They hadn't seen each other for several months, and each remarked on how much the others had changed lately.
Feng San had become steadier, and his build had grown considerably leaner and stronger.
Old Jin's conversation was as fanciful as ever, and his face was a few shades paler than before.
The two still traded barbs with practiced ease, each eager to drink the other under the table and make him call him Daddy.
Lin Shuguang drank by himself, watching the two bicker and struggling not to laugh.
"By the way, Brother Lin, there's something I'd like your help with." Old Jin suddenly leaned closer, hesitating before he spoke.
Lin Shuguang poured his drink, his expression unchanged. "Go ahead."
Feng San heard him and looked over too.
Old Jin lowered his voice. "I have a business partner who's offended someone recently. He just received a death threat today, warning him not to attend