Huo Zhengkui

Lu Jing answered with a question instead. "Do you know who Jingguo's grandfather was?"

Tao Siming shook his head. He had only joined the Anti-Black-and-White Alliance twenty years ago, and Deng Jingguo's father had already returned to the Spirit Realm by then.

The Anti-Black-and-White Alliance was, in truth, the Deng family's enterprise. At most, he was a rising star who had become a shareholder through exceptional professional ability. Of course, Tao Siming and Deng Jingguo were like-minded brothers, so he was not considered an outsider.

That was why he had been allowed to sit in on tonight's conversation.

"My grandfather?" Deng Jingguo frowned as well. "Growing up, I never once heard my father mention him."

Lu Jing nodded.

"Of course he didn't dare mention him. If he had, he might not have lived to adulthood. Your grandfather was named Huo Zhengkui."

The name Huo Zhengkui stirred up a storm in Deng Jingguo's and Tao Siming's hearts. The two Dominators, who had weathered countless storms, were both stunned.

Among the Chinese Spirit Realm Walkers of New Covenant County, almost no one was unfamiliar with Huo Zhengkui. Well, the younger generation of kids might not know him, but middle-aged and older people like them knew exactly who Huo Zhengkui was.

He had been the founder of Chinatown's Spirit Realm Walker organization—gang—in New Covenant County, a Spirit Realm Walker active in the last century.

Since immigrating, the Chinese people of New Covenant County had consistently suffered unfair treatment, oppression by capital, and racial discrimination. The early immigrants worked in mines, farms, cigar factories, lumber mills, and other filthy, exhausting jobs that white people refused to do.

When the Free Federation's economic crisis arrived, large numbers of white people lost their jobs. Yet the Chinese, who did the dirty and grueling work, could still