"Since you already know my surname is Zhu, telling you my name is no big deal. It's not some extraordinary name, anyway," Zhu Fenglin said, glancing at Huang Xiao.
"Do you know Zhu Fengmu?" Huang Xiao asked, staring at Zhu Fenglin.
Zhu Fenglin had been expressionless, but upon hearing Huang Xiao's question, he shot up from his chair, rushed to Huang Xiao's side, and grabbed his shoulders, shouting, "Where is he? Tell me! Tell me now!"
Zhou Kemo and his wife froze, momentarily at a loss as to what had happened.
Wasn't Wine-Crazy's reaction a little too much? Hadn't Brother Huang merely mentioned someone's name?
Did that really warrant such a reaction?
"Old Ghost, calm down, calm down!" Zhou Kemo hurriedly shouted.
At Zhou Kemo's shout, Zhu Fenglin realized he had lost his composure.
After releasing Huang Xiao, he said, "Brother Huang, I'm truly sorry. This person is simply too important to me, and I lost my composure. Please, you must tell me where he is now. Whatever you ask, I can agree to it."
Before Huang Xiao could speak, Zhou Kemo said, "Brother Huang doesn't have any other requests. Don't you already know what he wants? He just wants to visit the Zhu Family, but you turned him down."
Zhu Fenglin's expression shifted.
"Brother Zhou, don't make things difficult for him," Huang Xiao said, shaking his head. "Zhu Fengmu is dead. He's been dead for decades."
"Dead?" Zhu Fenglin looked utterly bereft. "That bastard just died like that? After harming so many people, he just died like that? This is outrageous..."
Huang Xiao and the others remained silent. Clearly, Zhu Fengmu had stirred up unpleasant memories for Zhu Fenglin.
Upon hearing Zhu Fenglin's name, Huang Xiao had recalled Zhu Fengmu, the man Mu Fucheng had said gave him that