"Brother Yan, that trip was truly harrowing..."
By the hotel tennis court, Shen Xing had a cigarette dangling from his mouth as he recounted his experiences at Ore-Grinding Mountain to Wang Yan.
There had been nothing particularly unusual about it. Although he had long heard about Ore-Grinding Mountain from Wang Yan and had some idea of what Uncle Cai wanted him to do, his influence was too limited. So long as Wang Yan did not get involved, he could not escape his predetermined path.
Even though Wang Yan had already intervened in his life, he had still returned to his original track, still running border water for Uncle Cai.
So this trip to Ore-Grinding Mountain had unfolded much like in the original story. News of pigeon-blood rubies had gotten out, drawing the attention of the federal government. Determined to find the pigeon-blood ruby, they sealed off the entire Ore-Grinding Mountain and strictly investigated everyone with close ties to Wu Haishan. In the end, Shen Xing disguised himself as a monk and, after many days of hardship, finally returned to Daban and delivered the pigeon-blood ruby to Uncle Cai.
At the same time, he earned even greater trust from Daban Group, taking another step toward becoming one of their own.
Only, this time Shen Xing did not owe Uncle Cai any money, nor was there any debt to repay through running border water. Uncle Cai simply knocked a hundred runs off for him. Instead, he gave him two hundred thousand as thanks. Honestly, Uncle Cai was pretty stingy...
"Escaping death was nothing, Brother Yan. Little Guo, you have no idea—Uncle Cai told me that this pigeon-blood ruby was a gift for working with that security officer in Hemp Ox Town. Once they got the ruby, the next step was to go