"Your promise certainly carries weight, and I believe you, too."
"But I still cannot give you this last piece of information. It is not only to protect my own safety, but to protect you as well."
"All right, Tang San, you should head back!"
Oscar gently shook his head and refused Tang San.
He wanted to keep Tang San dangling.
"Then... thank you!"
Tang San hesitated for a while but did not press the issue.
Yet other ideas began stirring in his mind.
He would get his hands on that information, no matter what.
Whatever the price, he had to get to the bottom of anything concerning his mother.
Afterward, Tang San went back.
The moment he returned to his lodgings, Tang San began reading through the information Oscar had collected on Yu Xiaogang.
The more he read, the darker his expression grew.
Was there something wrong with Yu Xiaogang?
There was, but it was nothing particularly serious.
What truly caught Tang San's attention was that everyone around Yu Xiaogang, no matter how outstanding, seemed to revolve around him, taking him as their center.
Moreover, because of their direct or indirect connections to Yu Xiaogang, none of these people led particularly smooth lives.
If it had been only one or two people, Tang San would not have thought much of it.
But when almost everyone around him was like this, it was no mere coincidence.
Could I also become the next person to revolve around Yu Xiaogang, taking him as my center?
The thought quietly surfaced in Tang San's mind.
Having lived two lives, he was extremely confident in himself and did not believe Yu Xiaogang could hoodwink him.
But there was a prerequisite: although he was young, he possessed a mature soul.
What if he were merely an ordinary