"Knock, knock, knock..."
Hearing the sound, Lincon tilted his head slightly and looked through the window at the old man standing outside the car door.
The old man was an ordinary person, yet he carried the bearing of someone in authority. One glance was enough to tell that he was no ordinary man.
At that moment, Wei Xing stepped forward from beside the old man and proactively opened Lincon's car door.
"This is Zhou Kang, Old Zhou, whom I mentioned to you before," Wei Xing explained quietly.
Lincon raised his brows slightly at those words, got out of the car, and shook hands with the old man before him.
"Longwind City, Lincon."
"I've long heard of you."
Not far away, Tang Lin and his people were looking in their direction. But the moment Tang Lin met Lincon's gaze, he hurriedly looked away, seeming somewhat guilty.
Zhou Kang smiled, pulled free from the support of the two military guards, and affectionately took Lincon's hand. He did not let go, instead leaning on his cane with his other hand as he walked forward.
Although Lincon found it somewhat strange, he did not pull away. He simply supported the old man's hand and followed along.
"I'm very glad to meet you while I'm still alive."
Zhou Kang was clearly delighted. His grip on Lincon's wrist tightened. "I know all about what you've done. Wei Xing told Guo Chongguang and me all about it. You are a warrior worthy of everyone's respect..."
Throughout Zhou Kang's words, Lincon kept his eyes lowered and said nothing.
He did not care at all for the praise in those words.
Those so-called deeds were already in the past. They meant nothing to either the present or the future.
He knew the old man's identity and sincerely respected him,