Free Web NovelChapter 2125: Chapter 2321: Shuo
Since Long Yi has already made his decision, Long Er didn’t have much to say. The matter is settled, so they should just proceed.
"Go ahead, it’s decided," Long Yi told Long Er.
Long Er nodded and then left straight away.
Afterward, Long Yi stood alone in front of the glass window, not sure what he was pondering, his gaze deep and his eyebrows furrowed.
After a while, Long Er came back in.
"Is it done?" he asked.
Long Er nodded and said, "Yes, the phone call has been made, the person contacted, they will be here shortly."
"Hmm." Long Yi nodded and didn’t say more, sitting down to make tea, handing a small cup to Long Er, signaling him to drink and calm his nerves.
However, Long Er took the teacup and drank, yet the cloud of worry on his face did not fade even slightly, still shadowed with concern, immersed in the previous matter; if they hadn’t discovered it, it might really have been catastrophic. Though it seems a bit alarmist, he understands how things have developed, so he knows the pattern of this development.
Truly, if it were the case, maybe everything would have ended, all those years of hard work over.
Luckily, they discovered it in time, resolved it in time, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable. Thanks to Brother Long’s foresight back then, placing his informants in various places, allowing them to know about the matter early and prevent the disaster.
His view of his brother changed; a brother is still a brother. Without Long Yi, they wouldn’t have developed to the current level, wouldn’t know the current splendor and enjoyment. He plunged into deep thought. The two brothers were in the same room, but each had their thoughts, remaining silent, contemplating matters, pondering issues.
Before long, the room door was knocked on a few times.
"Come in!" Long Er said. They both knew who it was.
When the door opened, someone came in and said, "Brother Long, he’s here."
"Let him in," Long Yi said.
The person nodded and left, promptly reopening the door, allowing another man to enter. This man was burly, muscular, appearing quite intimidating, standing there with an extremely terrifying aura.
"Brother Long." This man, named Shuo, true to his name, appeared robust.
Long Yi glanced at him and nodded, saying, "Shuo, have a seat."
Shuo sat down, and as he did, the whole sofa shook slightly, fearing the next moment it might collapse, his powerful presence unwittingly emanating. Long Er, sitting nearby, was also intimidated by the aura.
Shuo first greeted Long Yi, then Long Er, clearly showing more respect toward Long Yi.
Long Er’s mind involuntarily recalled years ago, when Shuo used to be an underground fighter; once, he was beaten nearly to death, and Long Yi saved him, snatching his life back from King Yan’s clutches. Since then, Shuo has been working for the three brothers.
Shuo was originally a fighter, with excellent physical condition, though at the time, they hadn’t reached today’s splendor and couldn’t access the higher echelons, but couldn’t ignore Shuo’s reputation. Shuo was famous in a certain class in Yun City.
Underground fighting was extremely brutal, many fighters couldn’t last long, but because it attracted many bigshots’ attention, it was a very lucrative business, so many fighters chose it for money, though ultimately, they might end up unable to enjoy the wealth or spend the rest of their lives sitting or lying down comfortably.
And Shuo, he made a name for himself in underground fighting, a dark horse emerging, hard to win repeatedly, even harder to claim ten consecutive victories. But having chosen underground fighting, their skills must be excellent; today they can endure, but tomorrow they might encounter stronger opponents.
However, Shuo maintained an record of over eighty consecutive victories; meaning in eighty days, over eighty challengers took the stage to fight him, but he defeated them all, winning each time, continuously without a single loss.
Typically, sustaining three consecutive wins is tough, ten wins make a star, but Shuo maintained over eighty consecutive victories, undeniably proving his prowess. If not for the incident later, he might have surpassed one hundred consecutive victories.
But just as he was about to break ninety consecutive wins, Shuo encountered misfortune because he affected a group of vested interests, leading to unjust acts against him, nearly costing him his life to the Netherworld, but Long Yi fortunately saved him.
Since then, Shuo repaid Long Yi’s kindness, and it was thanks to Shuo that the three achieved their current success, their glory carved out by Shuo. Later, they stabilized, and Shuo retired to live freely, doing what he enjoyed.
This time, due to sudden events, Long Yi had to call Shuo out. If someone wanted to mess with him, they’d have to prove their ability.
Shuo sat there, his aura strong, he looked at Long Yi and said, "Brother Long, Second Brother should have told me about the situation; since this has happened, I will definitely handle it for you, not letting anyone infringe on your interests, making them realize your strength."
Long Yi said nothing, Shuo continued, "Though I’ve been inactive for a while, rest assured, my skills, Brother Long, will not let you down, it’s in my hands."
Long Yi took out cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket, lit one, took a deep drag, and sighed out a smoke ring, slowly saying, "Shuo... thank you."
Shuo refused, saying, "Brother Long, what are you talking about? Without you, I wouldn’t be where I am today; my life was given by you. Rest assured, your business is my business, I will resolve it for you."
Finished speaking, Shuo rose, saying, "Brother Long, just wait. I’ll prepare right away."
With that, Shuo stood up, opened the door, and walked out, whether coming in or leaving, radiating a powerful aura, his every move creating a wave of energy.
If not for Shuo, Long Yi might lack confidence in winning this battle, but now with Shuo, his confidence is complete. Shuo’s words aren’t empty; his capabilities are genuine.
Watching Shuo leave, Long Er also stood up, looked at Long Yi and said, "Brother! This time we will rewrite destiny again."
Long Yi nodded.
In turbulent times, who can say for certain they’ll laugh today and laugh tomorrow, or cry today and still cry tomorrow? Everything is uncertain. And if you need assurance, it’s fists; the bigger the fists, the harder the words, the more listeners.
His vision is long-term, set far ahead.
