Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 97: 97, Revenge

…a New Year’s greeting?

Hu Xiaoniu’s father didn’t respond immediately, he didn’t even understand how their conversation had turned to this subject.

The fellow students were also a bit confused; the Liu Dezhu before their eyes didn’t seem to fit the image of a powerful expert they had in mind.

Alongside them, a student from Class 3 of Grade 2 whispered to the class monitor Yu Junyi, “Hey, do you think he might have a ‘system’?”

“A system?” Yu Junyi was puzzled; he didn’t understand what that meant.

In Class 3 of Grade 2, Yu Junyi had always been someone who neither played games nor read novels, so he had no idea what a system was.

The classmate patiently explained: “It’s like the systems in web novels, where the system issues all sorts of messy tasks to the host, and then makes the host stronger.”

“Ah?” Yu Junyi was stunned.

At that moment, the student continued, “But in the novels, usually only the protagonists get that kind of treatment, could it be that Liu Dezhu is the protagonist of our world? But without a system, you can’t explain why he can be so awesome and yet so dumb at the same time…”

It must be said, this classmate’s judgment was very accurate.

In a way, Qing Chen was Liu Dezhu’s ‘system’…

Except there wasn’t really any reward for completing the mission, it was purely a punishment for his greed.

Because Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen were still resting, the students made a brief visit and then left.

After everyone left, Hu Xiaoniu’s father turned and went into the sickroom.

Hu Xiaoniu slowly opened his eyes and asked in a somewhat weak voice, “Dad, what do you think about this Liu Dezhu?”

“It’s too early to say,” Hu Xiaoniu’s father shook his head.

“I couldn’t see the true face of the man before going through a crisis,” Hu Xiaoniu said, “but after this time, I always feel there is something off. To say he’s incompetent, he’s already obtained the precious genetic potion. To say he’s capable, yet he doesn’t look capable at all. Dad, would someone like him really be valued by Uncle Li Dong?”

Hu Xiaoniu’s father said, “There are two possibilities, son. Do you know how many incompetent eunuchs in history there were? Ming Dynasty Eunuch Wang Zhen nearly brought down Ming Yingzong by his lonesome and caused the loss of the Ming Dynasty’s elite troops, yet he held immense power. Why? Maybe because he was good at flattering, or perhaps his loyalty won over those above him.”

“Not all the people around a wise ruler are strong soldiers; there’s all sorts of people.”

“Of course, there’s another possibility,” Hu Xiaoniu’s father continued, “He is being put forward as a puppet by others, just as someone holds certain shares on behalf of our family.”

“Dad, which possibility do you think is more likely?” Hu Xiaoniu asked.

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However, Hu Xiaoniu’s father shook his head, “There’s no need to jump to conclusions this early. Regardless of the situation with Liu Dezhu, this is an opportunity for you. Don’t worry, the clan will fully support you, so you should not have any concerns. I know you envy your brother for starting to take over some of the clan’s affairs, but you are still young, and what he can do, you may not be able to do. Plus, in the future, your brother might even need your help.”

Suddenly, Hu Xiaoniu asked, “By the way, Dad, why did you tell me not to give the other party too many gold bars at once? They saved my life twice, so logically, even giving a hundred gold bars wouldn’t be too much.”

Hu Xiaoniu’s father laughed, “Let’s assume that Liu Dezhu is a puppet put forward by someone. In that case, the other side must be very short of money right now, otherwise they would not only have eyes for gold bars. But if you give him a hundred gold bars in one go, what will you have left to give him once he no longer needs money? At that time, he wouldn’t lack anything that you could offer.”

“But what if someone else offers a higher price?” Hu Xiaoniu was puzzled.

“Then you must become friends with him before someone else offers a higher price,” Hu Xiaoniu’s father said meaningfully.

“I understand,” Hu Xiaoniu suddenly remembered something, “What about Wang Yun?”

“During the crime, her legs were broken by someone, so she was sent to the hospital for treatment. You were still unconscious at that time. Although Kunlun had doubts, they didn’t think too much of it. This morning, her parents arrived in Los Angeles City, bribed the on-duty doctors and nurses at the hospital, and secretly took her away,” Hu Xiaoniu’s father answered, “It’s not Kunlun’s fault. Although everyone sensed something was off with her, no one expected her to play such a vile role in this matter.”

Hu Xiaoniu woke up early in the morning and immediately informed his father about Wang Yun, but by that time, Wang Yun had already escaped with her parents’ help.

“But Bai Waner must have guessed she was the mole, so why didn’t Bai Waner speak up?” Hu Xiaoniu frowned.

“Perhaps she couldn’t bear to see a good friend go to jail,” Hu Xiaoniu’s father said calmly, “Xiao Niu, you must remember, when the other party becomes an enemy, all acts of forgiveness are not kindness but cowardice.”

“I’ll remember that,” Hu Xiaoniu said.

Hu Xiaoniu’s father spoke, “Now, Wang Yun has vanished without a trace, and I haven’t found her. What’s more critical is that only one thug named Dongzi is left, and he insists that he knows nothing. Furthermore, there’s no evidence of contact between the thugs and Wang Yun, it seems, their connection was all managed by another person hiding behind the scenes.”

Hu Xiaoniu found it strange, “I’m also puzzled. The four thugs who captured us that day were all caught by Kunlun. How did they manage to contact Wang Yun? However, I’m about to cross over again soon, and I will find her in the Inner World.”

Hu Xiaoniu’s father looked at him, “Do you want to find Wang Yun for revenge?”

Hu Xiaoniu was silent for a while, “Can I?”

The middle-aged businessman smiled, “Of course you can. But I want to know why you’re so adamant about seeking revenge this time. Tianzhen woke up in the morning and said that last night you were so bent on revenge you even told the assassin it didn’t matter if you died; that doesn’t sound like you.”

He knew his son well: somewhat clever and wise, yet without having been tempered by society.

There were traces of integrity in his character, but he still hadn’t quite figured out what kind of person he wanted to be.

However, Hu Xiaoniu then said, “When I was little, Grandpa used to tell my brother and me about his wartime stories, especially about how his old company commander bravely sacrificed himself to cover the retreat of others. I am quite selfish, or perhaps because the era of war is so distant, I always thought Grandpa was exaggerating. But Dad, it was only yesterday that I understood that there really are such people in this world. I may not become someone like that, but I hope to do something for them.”

“Dad, yesterday those two friends from Kunlun fought desperately to make way for the students. Later, when I was taken away by the thugs, I looked back in the darkness and saw a look of relief on his face, with no regrets.”

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