Bad Boys Boot Camp: V2-C56

Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong

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_{Leaving not so much as a shadow, the dog ran off, leaving Yang Fanghong and Qin Mo staring at each other.}
An adult’s face doesn’t change much. He wasn’t mistaken. The one who just passed by really was Yang Fanghong.

Leaving not so much as a shadow, the dog ran off, leaving Yang Fanghong and Qin Mo staring at each other.

_{Staring at the lock in that man’s hand, Qin Mo was reminded of the one used by the school’s warehouse. The lock they used in that makeshift confinement area was so basic that even Jiang Shao could pick it with a wire.}Staring intently at Qin Mo’s face for a moment, she then took out the shopping bags she had placed in the car and gave way while saying, “For the sake of that handsome face of yours alone, you can have this taxi. Good luck catching your girl.”

Staring at the lock in that man’s hand, Qin Mo was reminded of the one used by the school’s warehouse. The lock they used in that makeshift confinement area was so basic that even Jiang Shao could pick it with a wire.

_{After making his way inside, the only notable part of that house, apart from thankfully having four walls, was the old spring bed, greasy table, small wooden cabinet, and plastic stool—nothing else there could qualify as furniture. On that greasy table were a couple of instant noodle containers stacked on top of the other.}The bus ahead then made another stop with still no sign of Yang Fanghong in sight.

After making his way inside, the only notable part of that house, apart from thankfully having four walls, was the old spring bed, greasy table, small wooden cabinet, and plastic stool—nothing else there could qualify as furniture. On that greasy table were a couple of instant noodle containers stacked on top of the other. Their sides were stained with leftover oil, but there was not a single drop of the noodle broth left behind.

_{The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.}“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”

The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.

_{D-City's development during the past few decades was fairly rapid, but a consequence of such blinding growth was the gap between the rich and the poor widening. High-rise buildings sprung up en masse; high-end residential areas appeared more glamorous than the last; yet, nestled between these opulent feats of construction, were small clυsters of tiled-roof houses whose residents were mostly migrant workers or the destitute with nowhere else to go.}
Ignoring Qin Zhen calling out to him from behind, Qin Mo rushed out in chase, following the same direction the man had wandered off in.

D-City's development during the past few decades was fairly rapid, but a consequence of such blinding growth was the gap between the rich and the poor widening. High-rise buildings sprung up en masse; high-end residential areas appeared more glamorous than the last; yet, nestled between these opulent feats of construction, were small clυsters of tiled-roof houses whose residents were mostly migrant workers or the destitute with nowhere else to go.

_{After making his way inside, the only notable part of that house, apart from thankfully having four walls, was the old spring bed, greasy table, small wooden cabinet, and plastic stool—nothing else there could qualify as furniture. On that greasy table were a couple of instant noodle containers stacked on top of the other.}Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”

_{{Wait a minute!}}“Fine.” The man squashed the burnt-out cigarette against a nearby wall. “How much are you paying, then? And how much effort do I gotta put in?”

Wait a minute!

_{Concealing oneself in that slum while trailing someone was no simple task, and soon he was caught by a large yellow dog waiting at the next bend in the path.}
Being a street in the commercial district, the Qin Mo had to squeeze through the dense crowds, uttering one apology after another and never allowing that man’s back to leave his sight until he lost him at the bus stop.

Concealing oneself in that slum while trailing someone was no simple task, and soon he was caught by a large yellow dog waiting at the next bend in the path.

_{Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.}As if it could understand like a human, the tugou ran over to Yang Fanghong. The man seemed to care little for the filth clinging to the little guy while bending over to scratch its chin. “It’s okay… Go play by yourself now.”

Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.

_{Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.}Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.

Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.

_{This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”}
Knitting his brows, Qin Mo thought it better to keep his distance from the boarding bus, stepping back to look around for a taxi instead. Unfortunately for him, busy streets like that one were hell when it came to taxis not filled with passengers.

This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”

_{Excited by the confirmation, the driver shut off the radio and went into full lecture mode to Qin Mo. “My boy, I can see how much you like the young lady from how desperately you’re chasing after her, so tell me, what on earth were you thinking, huh…” He went on for a good while longer before adding his final words.}Yang Fanghong knew that the school going belly-up was because of this young master who escaped with Shen Zhuoyun. His family was apparently so enraged that they sued the school out of existence.

Excited by the confirmation, the driver shut off the radio and went into full lecture mode to Qin Mo. “My boy, I can see how much you like the young lady from how desperately you’re chasing after her, so tell me, what on earth were you thinking, huh…” He went on for a good while longer before adding his final words. “If you truly love a person, you need to treat them kindly. It's both of you on one ship. What do you think will happen if you keep one leg in two separate boats, huh? Do you understand what this uncle is telling you?”

“Really? Did they kill your pops? Did they fυck your mother?” Yang Fanghong clіcked his tongue. “But what does that matter to me, huh? If you’re willing to fork over that much cash, I’m happy to do whatever you say.”

_{Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong}N/A

Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong

_{On the sole stool, Qin Mo took a seat, and Yang Fanghong said plainly, “I don’t have extra cups here, so don’t expect any hospitality. Just tell it to me straight. Why’d you come looking for me?”}
After spending a long time trying to find a taxi to no avail, the bus honked, preparing to depart.

On the sole stool, Qin Mo took a seat, and Yang Fanghong said plainly, “I don’t have extra cups here, so don’t expect any hospitality. Just tell it to me straight. Why’d you come looking for me?”

_{Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”}Concealing oneself in that slum while trailing someone was no simple task, and soon he was caught by a large yellow dog waiting at the next bend in the path.

Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

_{“Understood, sir. You’re right.” Qin Mo replied.}The bus ahead then made another stop with still no sign of Yang Fanghong in sight.

“Understood, sir. You’re right.” Qin Mo replied.

_{Staring intently at Qin Mo’s face for a moment, she then took out the shopping bags she had placed in the car and gave way while saying, “For the sake of that handsome face of yours alone, you can have this taxi. Good luck catching your girl.”}
Right then, Qin Mo’s eyes lit up as he saw a free taxi behind the bus. The moment he was to reach for the door, a young woman carrying an assortment of shopping bags got to it first. Despite seeing her open the door, ready to step inside, Qin Mo stepped forward and held the door open for the girl. Pushing back his nervousness, he then asked, “Pardon, but can you give me this cab?”

Staring intently at Qin Mo’s face for a moment, she then took out the shopping bags she had placed in the car and gave way while saying, “For the sake of that handsome face of yours alone, you can have this taxi. Good luck catching your girl.”

_{This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”}“Stop the car!” Qin Mo suddenly shouted after seeing a familiar figure descending from the bus in front of them. Skimming in the breaks, the driver stopped the car, asking, “What happened? Did we get them?”

This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”

_N/A“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”

N/A

_{Having neither a father nor a mother, and possessing no dеsire to give his all at a decent job, Yang Fanghong spent his days mucking about with others, and as a result, he lives wherever the wind takes him. He could tell Qin Mo was some young master type just by the look of him, and after spending half a year berating him, he figured that boy must’ve been angry at him to some degree.}Seeming to be as tall as Qin Mo’s knees, the dirty-looking mass of yellow seemed as strong as it was fierce while bearing its fangs at Qin Mo. It looked like a domesticated tugou (native breed).

Having neither a father nor a mother, and possessing no dеsire to give his all at a decent job, Yang Fanghong spent his days mucking about with others, and as a result, he lives wherever the wind takes him. He could tell Qin Mo was some young master type just by the look of him, and after spending half a year berating him, he figured that boy must’ve been angry at him to some degree. But it didn’t seem as though he hated him to the bone. If that was the case, there was no way he would’ve approached him alone.

_{“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.}
“If you tell me where you’re headed, I’d be happy to split it,” the woman replied kindly.

“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.

_{The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.}Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”

The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.

_{An adult’s face doesn’t change much. He wasn’t mistaken. The one who just passed by really was Yang Fanghong.}
How do I explain this? Can I even?

An adult’s face doesn’t change much. He wasn’t mistaken. The one who just passed by really was Yang Fanghong.

_{Qin Mo nodded, not saying a word; his focus burnt onto the bus ahead to the point he didn’t so much as blink. Thinking that his reaction was due to his care for his lover, the driver decided to advise him, taking the tone of someone experienced.}The bus in front of them made its first stop with quite a few people disembarking, but Yang Fanghong was nowhere to be seen.

Qin Mo nodded, not saying a word; his focus burnt onto the bus ahead to the point he didn’t so much as blink. Thinking that his reaction was due to his care for his lover, the driver decided to advise him, taking the tone of someone experienced. “You young folks are such a troublesome bunch. What sort of overnight grudge could a young couple like you two have, huh? Take my advice, son, when it comes to young ladies, you just need to admit you were wrong. After a bit of coaxing, everything will be alright again, understood?”

_{Yang Fanghong let out a scoff, his eyes narrowing. “Is your life so good that you have time to waste on stuff like this? You do know that going after him is like asking for a bullet, right?”}“Really? Did they kill your pops? Did they fυck your mother?” Yang Fanghong clіcked his tongue. “But what does that matter to me, huh? If you’re willing to fork over that much cash, I’m happy to do whatever you say.”

Yang Fanghong let out a scoff, his eyes narrowing. “Is your life so good that you have time to waste on stuff like this? You do know that going after him is like asking for a bullet, right?”

_{“Zhang Jingzi.” Qin Mo repeated with no change in his expression.}“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” Yang Fanghong raised a brow, his tone dripping with derision. “Young Master, is the school messing with you the only reason you’re going after him?”

“Zhang Jingzi.” Qin Mo repeated with no change in his expression.

_{“Compared to you guys, we were.” Yang Fanghong replied before pulling out and lighting a cigarette, the long drag relaxing his nerves. “I got fed when I was hungry. I got a bed when I needed to sleep. I got someone to beat up when I was pissed. If not for your family cutting me off that sweet deal of a job, I wouldn’t have to be slumming it here right now.”}
With no time to spare, Qin Mo blurted out, “I’m chasing after my girlfriend—and she’s on the bus that just left.” He said the first thing that came to mind.

“Compared to you guys, we were.” Yang Fanghong replied before pulling out and lighting a cigarette, the long drag relaxing his nerves. “I got fed when I was hungry. I got a bed when I needed to sleep. I got someone to beat up when I was pissed. If not for your family cutting me off that sweet deal of a job, I wouldn’t have to be slumming it here right now.”

_{“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Qin Mo broke the silence.}Staring intently at Qin Mo’s face for a moment, she then took out the shopping bags she had placed in the car and gave way while saying, “For the sake of that handsome face of yours alone, you can have this taxi. Good luck catching your girl.”

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Qin Mo broke the silence.

_{“It doesn’t need any effort on your part. I’m just planning to sue Zhang Jingzi, and I need you to testify on my behalf. In return, I’ll give you 100 grand.”}Having neither a father nor a mother, and possessing no dеsire to give his all at a decent job, Yang Fanghong spent his days mucking about with others, and as a result, he lives wherever the wind takes him. He could tell Qin Mo was some young master type just by the look of him, and after spending half a year berating him, he figured that boy must’ve been angry at him to some degree. But it didn’t seem as though he hated him to the bone. If that was the case, there was no way he would’ve approached him alone.

“It doesn’t need any effort on your part. I’m just planning to sue Zhang Jingzi, and I need you to testify on my behalf. In return, I’ll give you 100 grand.”

_{“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”}Yang Fanghong pulled out another cigarette. In just the time they sat there, he had already burnt through a pack—a testament to the heavy smoker he was. “Tsk. Do you know how many people have messed with me, Young Master? You have any idea how many I’ve messed with? If everyone acted the way you are, nobody would have time to do anything else. Besides, what was such a big deal that you have to keep kicking up a stink about it to this day?”

“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”

_N/A
The young woman laughed, the foot she had in the car returned to the ground, her head tilting as she queried, “Is that really true?’

N/A

_{“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.}Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.

“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.

_{Qin Mo nodded, not saying a word; his focus burnt onto the bus ahead to the point he didn’t so much as blink. Thinking that his reaction was due to his care for his lover, the driver decided to advise him, taking the tone of someone experienced.}The young woman laughed, the foot she had in the car returned to the ground, her head tilting as she queried, “Is that really true?’

Qin Mo replied with a nod before pulling a hundred-dollar bill and handing it to the driver, but the old man waved him away with a smile and said, “No need for all that. Just take this as an uncle doing a good deed. It’s no easy thing for a young man chasing his girl. So get out there and apologise to her properly, you hear?”

_{{Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!}}Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.

Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!

_{Ignoring Qin Zhen calling out to him from behind, Qin Mo rushed out in chase, following the same direction the man had wandered off in.}
“Yeah.” Qin Mo resolved to lie until the end. “We got into a fight earlier.”

Ignoring Qin Zhen calling out to him from behind, Qin Mo rushed out in chase, following the same direction the man had wandered off in.

_{Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.}“Scared? Why would I be scared?” Yang Fanghong replied with a grin, as if he were just told a joke. “I have to live each day as if it’s my last, so when would I have the time to worry about his life or death?” Yang Fanghong was poor—excessively poor. He had no interest in putting in effort, and he lacked drive, so he was unable to make a living. As a result, surviving was a constant struggle where he never knew when he’d get his next meal.

Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.

_{“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”}Concealing oneself in that slum while trailing someone was no simple task, and soon he was caught by a large yellow dog waiting at the next bend in the path.

“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”

_{This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”}“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”

This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”

_{“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Qin Mo broke the silence.}
Staring intently at Qin Mo’s face for a moment, she then took out the shopping bags she had placed in the car and gave way while saying, “For the sake of that handsome face of yours alone, you can have this taxi. Good luck catching your girl.”

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Qin Mo broke the silence.

_{“I’m getting old… Looks like I can't keep up with the times anymore,” the man mumbled, shaking his head. “Young people these days…”}Is this where Yang Fanghong is living?

“I’m getting old… Looks like I can't keep up with the times anymore,” the man mumbled, shaking his head. “Young people these days…”

_{“Scared? Why would I be scared?” Yang Fanghong replied with a grin, as if he were just told a joke. “I have to live each day as if it’s my last, so when would I have the time to worry about his life or death?” Yang Fanghong was poor—excessively poor.}D-City's development during the past few decades was fairly rapid, but a consequence of such blinding growth was the gap between the rich and the poor widening. High-rise buildings sprung up en masse; high-end residential areas appeared more glamorous than the last; yet, nestled between these opulent feats of construction, were small clυsters of tiled-roof houses whose residents were mostly migrant workers or the destitute with nowhere else to go.

“Scared? Why would I be scared?” Yang Fanghong replied with a grin, as if he were just told a joke. “I have to live each day as if it’s my last, so when would I have the time to worry about his life or death?” Yang Fanghong was poor—excessively poor. He had no interest in putting in effort, and he lacked drive, so he was unable to make a living. As a result, surviving was a constant struggle where he never knew when he’d get his next meal.

_{Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong}Following a path of twists and turns, the two made their way to the entrance of a rundown brick bungalow, where pots, bowls and a myriad of other wares were piled at its entrance. Completing this scenic view was the wafting scent of urine from somewhere unknown.

Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong

_{“If you tell me where you’re headed, I’d be happy to split it,” the woman replied kindly.}Qin Mo nodded, not saying a word; his focus burnt onto the bus ahead to the point he didn’t so much as blink. Thinking that his reaction was due to his care for his lover, the driver decided to advise him, taking the tone of someone experienced. “You young folks are such a troublesome bunch. What sort of overnight grudge could a young couple like you two have, huh? Take my advice, son, when it comes to young ladies, you just need to admit you were wrong. After a bit of coaxing, everything will be alright again, understood?”

“If you tell me where you’re headed, I’d be happy to split it,” the woman replied kindly.

_{As if it could understand like a human, the tugou ran over to Yang Fanghong. The man seemed to care little for the filth clinging to the little guy while bending over to scratch its chin. “It’s okay… Go play by yourself now.”}
Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”

As if it could understand like a human, the tugou ran over to Yang Fanghong. The man seemed to care little for the filth clinging to the little guy while bending over to scratch its chin. “It’s okay… Go play by yourself now.”

Being a street in the commercial district, the Qin Mo had to squeeze through the dense crowds, uttering one apology after another and never allowing that man’s back to leave his sight until he lost him at the bus stop.

_{{Wait a minute!}}Being a street in the commercial district, the Qin Mo had to squeeze through the dense crowds, uttering one apology after another and never allowing that man’s back to leave his sight until he lost him at the bus stop.

Wait a minute!

_{“That day Zhu Ziying died, weren’t you scared?”}“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.

“That day Zhu Ziying died, weren’t you scared?”

_{{Beep! Beep!}}Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”

Beep! Beep!

_{As Qin Mo chased after Yang Fanghong, he started noticing the surrounding area was not too great. It wasn’t even like the old part of the city; it was more like a slum.}
The driver was quite excited by the request. It was his first time experiencing such a thing—it felt like he was filming a drаma! While he trailed after the bus, he couldn’t help but ask, “Is your girlfriend pretty, lad?”

As Qin Mo chased after Yang Fanghong, he started noticing the surrounding area was not too great. It wasn’t even like the old part of the city; it was more like a slum.

_{The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.}“Stop the car!” Qin Mo suddenly shouted after seeing a familiar figure descending from the bus in front of them. Skimming in the breaks, the driver stopped the car, asking, “What happened? Did we get them?”

The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.

_{“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”}“Yes, I understand.” Qin Mo replied, sounding impressively sincere.

“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”

_{On the sole stool, Qin Mo took a seat, and Yang Fanghong said plainly, “I don’t have extra cups here, so don’t expect any hospitality. Just tell it to me straight. Why’d you come looking for me?”}The bus ahead then made another stop with still no sign of Yang Fanghong in sight.

_{Yang Fanghong looked at the young man with a complicated expression that gradually shifted to helplessness.}“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”

Yang Fanghong looked at the young man with a complicated expression that gradually shifted to helplessness.

_{Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”}
Qin Mo nodded, not saying a word; his focus burnt onto the bus ahead to the point he didn’t so much as blink. Thinking that his reaction was due to his care for his lover, the driver decided to advise him, taking the tone of someone experienced. “You young folks are such a troublesome bunch. What sort of overnight grudge could a young couple like you two have, huh? Take my advice, son, when it comes to young ladies, you just need to admit you were wrong. After a bit of coaxing, everything will be alright again, understood?”

Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”

Yang Fanghong knew that the school going belly-up was because of this young master who escaped with Shen Zhuoyun. His family was apparently so enraged that they sued the school out of existence.

_{The bus in front of them made its first stop with quite a few people disembarking, but Yang Fanghong was nowhere to be seen.}
“Understood, sir. You’re right.” Qin Mo replied.

The bus in front of them made its first stop with quite a few people disembarking, but Yang Fanghong was nowhere to be seen.

_{“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.}Following a path of twists and turns, the two made their way to the entrance of a rundown brick bungalow, where pots, bowls and a myriad of other wares were piled at its entrance. Completing this scenic view was the wafting scent of urine from somewhere unknown.

“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.

_{Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”}“Stop the car!” Qin Mo suddenly shouted after seeing a familiar figure descending from the bus in front of them. Skimming in the breaks, the driver stopped the car, asking, “What happened? Did we get them?”

Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

_{“Yes. Why else?”}The driver was quite excited by the request. It was his first time experiencing such a thing—it felt like he was filming a drаma! While he trailed after the bus, he couldn’t help but ask, “Is your girlfriend pretty, lad?”

“Yes. Why else?”

_{Beep! Beep!}
The bus in front of them made its first stop with quite a few people disembarking, but Yang Fanghong was nowhere to be seen.

Beep! Beep!

_{Qin Mo replied with a nod before pulling a hundred-dollar bill and handing it to the driver, but the old man waved him away with a smile and said, “No need for all that. Just take this as an uncle doing a good deed. It’s no easy thing for a young man chasing his girl. So get out there and apologise to her properly, you hear?”}Yang Fanghong pulled out another cigarette. In just the time they sat there, he had already burnt through a pack—a testament to the heavy smoker he was. “Tsk. Do you know how many people have messed with me, Young Master? You have any idea how many I’ve messed with? If everyone acted the way you are, nobody would have time to do anything else. Besides, what was such a big deal that you have to keep kicking up a stink about it to this day?”

_{Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.}“Yes. Why else?”

Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.

_{Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”}Yang Fanghong pulled out another cigarette. In just the time they sat there, he had already burnt through a pack—a testament to the heavy smoker he was. “Tsk. Do you know how many people have messed with me, Young Master? You have any idea how many I’ve messed with? If everyone acted the way you are, nobody would have time to do anything else. Besides, what was such a big deal that you have to keep kicking up a stink about it to this day?”

Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”

_{“Who are you gonna sue, again?” Yang Fanghong cоcked a brow.}
“How did you end up angering the young miss, my boy?” The driver continued to feed his curiosity. “Did you mess around with other girls, or something?” The man seemed to be a fan of soap operas, where the man stepping out with another was the common cause of situations like these.

“Who are you gonna sue, again?” Yang Fanghong cоcked a brow.

Yang Fanghong let out a scoff, his eyes narrowing. “Is your life so good that you have time to waste on stuff like this? You do know that going after him is like asking for a bullet, right?”

_{An adult’s face doesn’t change much. He wasn’t mistaken. The one who just passed by really was Yang Fanghong.}Being a street in the commercial district, the Qin Mo had to squeeze through the dense crowds, uttering one apology after another and never allowing that man’s back to leave his sight until he lost him at the bus stop.

An adult’s face doesn’t change much. He wasn’t mistaken. The one who just passed by really was Yang Fanghong.

_N/AYang Fanghong pulled out another cigarette. In just the time they sat there, he had already burnt through a pack—a testament to the heavy smoker he was. “Tsk. Do you know how many people have messed with me, Young Master? You have any idea how many I’ve messed with? If everyone acted the way you are, nobody would have time to do anything else. Besides, what was such a big deal that you have to keep kicking up a stink about it to this day?”

N/A

_{After making his way inside, the only notable part of that house, apart from thankfully having four walls, was the old spring bed, greasy table, small wooden cabinet, and plastic stool—nothing else there could qualify as furniture. On that greasy table were a couple of instant noodle containers stacked on top of the other.}
Qin Mo went along with this imagined scenario, letting out an approving hum while still focused on the bust ahead.

_{D-City's development during the past few decades was fairly rapid, but a consequence of such blinding growth was the gap between the rich and the poor widening. High-rise buildings sprung up en masse; high-end residential areas appeared more glamorous than the last; yet, nestled between these opulent feats of construction, were small clυsters of tiled-roof houses whose residents were mostly migrant workers or the destitute with nowhere else to go.}“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…

_{“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.}
Excited by the confirmation, the driver shut off the radio and went into full lecture mode to Qin Mo. “My boy, I can see how much you like the young lady from how desperately you’re chasing after her, so tell me, what on earth were you thinking, huh…” He went on for a good while longer before adding his final words. “If you truly love a person, you need to treat them kindly. It's both of you on one ship. What do you think will happen if you keep one leg in two separate boats, huh? Do you understand what this uncle is telling you?”

“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.

_{Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”}“Yes. Why else?”

Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

_{“Who are you gonna sue, again?” Yang Fanghong cоcked a brow.}Qin Mo glanced at the flower pot as he entered, asking, “Aren’t you worried someone could break in?”

“Who are you gonna sue, again?” Yang Fanghong cоcked a brow.

_{Right then, Qin Mo’s eyes lit up as he saw a free taxi behind the bus. The moment he was to reach for the door, a young woman carrying an assortment of shopping bags got to it first. Despite seeing her open the door, ready to step inside, Qin Mo stepped forward and held the door open for the girl. Pushing back his nervousness, he then asked, “Pardon, but can you give me this cab?”}
“Yes, I understand.” Qin Mo replied, sounding impressively sincere.

Right then, Qin Mo’s eyes lit up as he saw a free taxi behind the bus. The moment he was to reach for the door, a young woman carrying an assortment of shopping bags got to it first. Despite seeing her open the door, ready to step inside, Qin Mo stepped forward and held the door open for the girl. Pushing back his nervousness, he then asked, “Pardon, but can you give me this cab?”

_N/AQin Mo glanced at the flower pot as he entered, asking, “Aren’t you worried someone could break in?”

N/A

_{After spending a long time trying to find a taxi to no avail, the bus honked, preparing to depart.}Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.

After spending a long time trying to find a taxi to no avail, the bus honked, preparing to depart.

_{Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”}Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.

Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”

_{“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: {That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…}}Following a path of twists and turns, the two made their way to the entrance of a rundown brick bungalow, where pots, bowls and a myriad of other wares were piled at its entrance. Completing this scenic view was the wafting scent of urine from somewhere unknown.

“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…

_{“I’m getting old… Looks like I can't keep up with the times anymore,” the man mumbled, shaking his head. “Young people these days…”}
The bus ahead then made another stop with still no sign of Yang Fanghong in sight.

“I’m getting old… Looks like I can't keep up with the times anymore,” the man mumbled, shaking his head. “Young people these days…”

_{Staring at the lock in that man’s hand, Qin Mo was reminded of the one used by the school’s warehouse. The lock they used in that makeshift confinement area was so basic that even Jiang Shao could pick it with a wire.}On the sole stool, Qin Mo took a seat, and Yang Fanghong said plainly, “I don’t have extra cups here, so don’t expect any hospitality. Just tell it to me straight. Why’d you come looking for me?”

_{Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.}Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.

Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.

_{The young woman laughed, the foot she had in the car returned to the ground, her head tilting as she queried, “Is that really true?’}Qin Mo glanced at the flower pot as he entered, asking, “Aren’t you worried someone could break in?”

The young woman laughed, the foot she had in the car returned to the ground, her head tilting as she queried, “Is that really true?’

_{Yang Fanghong let out a scoff, his eyes narrowing. “Is your life so good that you have time to waste on stuff like this? You do know that going after him is like asking for a bullet, right?”}
“My goodness… young people these days…” The driver muttered as he hummed a tune while they kept driving.

Yang Fanghong let out a scoff, his eyes narrowing. “Is your life so good that you have time to waste on stuff like this? You do know that going after him is like asking for a bullet, right?”

_{Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.}How do I explain this? Can I even?

Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.

_{Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.}Qin Mo glanced at the flower pot as he entered, asking, “Aren’t you worried someone could break in?”

Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.

_{Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.}
“Stop the car!” Qin Mo suddenly shouted after seeing a familiar figure descending from the bus in front of them. Skimming in the breaks, the driver stopped the car, asking, “What happened? Did we get them?”

Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.

_{Right then, Qin Mo’s eyes lit up as he saw a free taxi behind the bus. The moment he was to reach for the door, a young woman carrying an assortment of shopping bags got to it first. Despite seeing her open the door, ready to step inside, Qin Mo stepped forward and held the door open for the girl. Pushing back his nervousness, he then asked, “Pardon, but can you give me this cab?”}Qin Mo went along with this imagined scenario, letting out an approving hum while still focused on the bust ahead.

_N/AHaving neither a father nor a mother, and possessing no dеsire to give his all at a decent job, Yang Fanghong spent his days mucking about with others, and as a result, he lives wherever the wind takes him. He could tell Qin Mo was some young master type just by the look of him, and after spending half a year berating him, he figured that boy must’ve been angry at him to some degree. But it didn’t seem as though he hated him to the bone. If that was the case, there was no way he would’ve approached him alone.

N/A

_{“That day Zhu Ziying died, weren’t you scared?”}Hearing the barks, Yang Fanghong turned his head, revealing Qin Mo’s entire form now reflected in his eyes.

“That day Zhu Ziying died, weren’t you scared?”

_{“That day Zhu Ziying died, weren’t you scared?”}“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”

“That day Zhu Ziying died, weren’t you scared?”

_{With no time to spare, Qin Mo blurted out, “I’m chasing after my girlfriend—and she’s on the bus that just left.” He said the first thing that came to mind.}
Qin Mo replied with a nod before pulling a hundred-dollar bill and handing it to the driver, but the old man waved him away with a smile and said, “No need for all that. Just take this as an uncle doing a good deed. It’s no easy thing for a young man chasing his girl. So get out there and apologise to her properly, you hear?”

With no time to spare, Qin Mo blurted out, “I’m chasing after my girlfriend—and she’s on the bus that just left.” He said the first thing that came to mind.

_{“Compared to you guys, we were.” Yang Fanghong replied before pulling out and lighting a cigarette, the long drag relaxing his nerves. “I got fed when I was hungry. I got a bed when I needed to sleep. I got someone to beat up when I was pissed. If not for your family cutting me off that sweet deal of a job, I wouldn’t have to be slumming it here right now.”}After spending a long time trying to find a taxi to no avail, the bus honked, preparing to depart.

_{“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”}With no time to spare, Qin Mo blurted out, “I’m chasing after my girlfriend—and she’s on the bus that just left.” He said the first thing that came to mind.

“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”

_{“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: {That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…}}As if it could understand like a human, the tugou ran over to Yang Fanghong. The man seemed to care little for the filth clinging to the little guy while bending over to scratch its chin. “It’s okay… Go play by yourself now.”

_{Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”}
Having no time to dissuade and insist on his acceptance, Qin Mo gave a light bow and said, “Thank you, Sir," then turned to run in the direction he saw Yang Fanghong’s figure disappear.

Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

_{“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Qin Mo broke the silence.}“Zhang Jingzi.” Qin Mo repeated with no change in his expression.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Qin Mo broke the silence.

_{Qin Mo glanced at the flower pot as he entered, asking, “Aren’t you worried someone could break in?”}Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.

Qin Mo glanced at the flower pot as he entered, asking, “Aren’t you worried someone could break in?”

_{“Understood, sir. You’re right.” Qin Mo replied.}Qin Mo replied with a nod before pulling a hundred-dollar bill and handing it to the driver, but the old man waved him away with a smile and said, “No need for all that. Just take this as an uncle doing a good deed. It’s no easy thing for a young man chasing his girl. So get out there and apologise to her properly, you hear?”

“Understood, sir. You’re right.” Qin Mo replied.

_{The driver was quite excited by the request. It was his first time experiencing such a thing—it felt like he was filming a drаma! While he trailed after the bus, he couldn’t help but ask, “Is your girlfriend pretty, lad?”}
“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…

The driver was quite excited by the request. It was his first time experiencing such a thing—it felt like he was filming a drаma! While he trailed after the bus, he couldn’t help but ask, “Is your girlfriend pretty, lad?”

_{“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.}“My goodness… young people these days…” The driver muttered as he hummed a tune while they kept driving.

“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.

_{Yang Fanghong pulled out another cigarette. In just the time they sat there, he had already burnt through a pack—a testament to the heavy smoker he was.}
Wait a minute!

Yang Fanghong pulled out another cigarette. In just the time they sat there, he had already burnt through a pack—a testament to the heavy smoker he was. “Tsk. Do you know how many people have messed with me, Young Master? You have any idea how many I’ve messed with? If everyone acted the way you are, nobody would have time to do anything else. Besides, what was such a big deal that you have to keep kicking up a stink about it to this day?”

Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

_{“Yes. Why else?”}“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”

“Yes. Why else?”

_{The bus ahead then made another stop with still no sign of Yang Fanghong in sight.}“Yes. Why else?”

The bus ahead then made another stop with still no sign of Yang Fanghong in sight.

_{{Beep! Beep!}}N/A

Beep! Beep!

_{“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”}“I’m getting old… Looks like I can't keep up with the times anymore,” the man mumbled, shaking his head. “Young people these days…”

“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”

_{Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong}Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.

Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong

_{Staring intently at Qin Mo’s face for a moment, she then took out the shopping bags she had placed in the car and gave way while saying, “For the sake of that handsome face of yours alone, you can have this taxi. Good luck catching your girl.”}This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”

_{“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.}
That stop just now… wasn’t there only a man who got off the bus? And didn’t that lad run off in the same direction as that man?

“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.

_{Ignoring Qin Zhen calling out to him from behind, Qin Mo rushed out in chase, following the same direction the man had wandered off in.}“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.

Ignoring Qin Zhen calling out to him from behind, Qin Mo rushed out in chase, following the same direction the man had wandered off in.

_{Excited by the confirmation, the driver shut off the radio and went into full lecture mode to Qin Mo. “My boy, I can see how much you like the young lady from how desperately you’re chasing after her, so tell me, what on earth were you thinking, huh…” He went on for a good while longer before adding his final words.}
The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.

_{{That stop just now… wasn’t there only a man who got off the bus? And didn’t that lad run off in the same direction as that man?}}Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”

That stop just now… wasn’t there only a man who got off the bus? And didn’t that lad run off in the same direction as that man?

_{Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.}“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.

Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.

_{Ignoring Qin Zhen calling out to him from behind, Qin Mo rushed out in chase, following the same direction the man had wandered off in.}Yang Fanghong knew that the school going belly-up was because of this young master who escaped with Shen Zhuoyun. His family was apparently so enraged that they sued the school out of existence.

Ignoring Qin Zhen calling out to him from behind, Qin Mo rushed out in chase, following the same direction the man had wandered off in.

_{{How do I explain this? Can I even?}}How do I explain this? Can I even?

How do I explain this? Can I even?

_N/A
“I’m getting old… Looks like I can't keep up with the times anymore,” the man mumbled, shaking his head. “Young people these days…”

N/A

_{“Yes, I understand.” Qin Mo replied, sounding impressively sincere.}“Yes, I understand.” Qin Mo replied, sounding impressively sincere.

“Yes, I understand.” Qin Mo replied, sounding impressively sincere.

_{Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”}
As Qin Mo chased after Yang Fanghong, he started noticing the surrounding area was not too great. It wasn’t even like the old part of the city; it was more like a slum.

Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”

_{Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.}Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.

_{“Stop the car!” Qin Mo suddenly shouted after seeing a familiar figure descending from the bus in front of them. Skimming in the breaks, the driver stopped the car, asking, “What happened? Did we get them?”}
D-City's development during the past few decades was fairly rapid, but a consequence of such blinding growth was the gap between the rich and the poor widening. High-rise buildings sprung up en masse; high-end residential areas appeared more glamorous than the last; yet, nestled between these opulent feats of construction, were small clυsters of tiled-roof houses whose residents were mostly migrant workers or the destitute with nowhere else to go.

“Stop the car!” Qin Mo suddenly shouted after seeing a familiar figure descending from the bus in front of them. Skimming in the breaks, the driver stopped the car, asking, “What happened? Did we get them?”

_{{Beep! Beep!}}On the sole stool, Qin Mo took a seat, and Yang Fanghong said plainly, “I don’t have extra cups here, so don’t expect any hospitality. Just tell it to me straight. Why’d you come looking for me?”

Beep! Beep!

_{Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.}After making his way inside, the only notable part of that house, apart from thankfully having four walls, was the old spring bed, greasy table, small wooden cabinet, and plastic stool—nothing else there could qualify as furniture. On that greasy table were a couple of instant noodle containers stacked on top of the other. Their sides were stained with leftover oil, but there was not a single drop of the noodle broth left behind.

Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.

_{{Is this where Yang Fanghong is living?}}“It doesn’t need any effort on your part. I’m just planning to sue Zhang Jingzi, and I need you to testify on my behalf. In return, I’ll give you 100 grand.”

Is this where Yang Fanghong is living?

_{Right then, Qin Mo’s eyes lit up as he saw a free taxi behind the bus. The moment he was to reach for the door, a young woman carrying an assortment of shopping bags got to it first. Despite seeing her open the door, ready to step inside, Qin Mo stepped forward and held the door open for the girl. Pushing back his nervousness, he then asked, “Pardon, but can you give me this cab?”}Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”

_{The driver suddenly realised something was odd.}
Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.

The driver suddenly realised something was odd.

_{An adult’s face doesn’t change much. He wasn’t mistaken. The one who just passed by really was Yang Fanghong.}On the sole stool, Qin Mo took a seat, and Yang Fanghong said plainly, “I don’t have extra cups here, so don’t expect any hospitality. Just tell it to me straight. Why’d you come looking for me?”

An adult’s face doesn’t change much. He wasn’t mistaken. The one who just passed by really was Yang Fanghong.

_{“Who are you gonna sue, again?” Yang Fanghong cоcked a brow.}Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”

“Who are you gonna sue, again?” Yang Fanghong cоcked a brow.

_{Yang Fanghong pulled out another cigarette. In just the time they sat there, he had already burnt through a pack—a testament to the heavy smoker he was.}Hearing the barks, Yang Fanghong turned his head, revealing Qin Mo’s entire form now reflected in his eyes.

_{“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…}
Concealing oneself in that slum while trailing someone was no simple task, and soon he was caught by a large yellow dog waiting at the next bend in the path.

_{Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”}The bus in front of them made its first stop with quite a few people disembarking, but Yang Fanghong was nowhere to be seen.

Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

_{Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong}Being a street in the commercial district, the Qin Mo had to squeeze through the dense crowds, uttering one apology after another and never allowing that man’s back to leave his sight until he lost him at the bus stop.

Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong

Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”

_{“My goodness… young people these days…” The driver muttered as he hummed a tune while they kept driving.}
Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!

“My goodness… young people these days…” The driver muttered as he hummed a tune while they kept driving.

_{With no time to spare, Qin Mo blurted out, “I’m chasing after my girlfriend—and she’s on the bus that just left.” He said the first thing that came to mind.}Is this where Yang Fanghong is living?

With no time to spare, Qin Mo blurted out, “I’m chasing after my girlfriend—and she’s on the bus that just left.” He said the first thing that came to mind.

_{Being a street in the commercial district, the Qin Mo had to squeeze through the dense crowds, uttering one apology after another and never allowing that man’s back to leave his sight until he lost him at the bus stop.}Qin Mo nodded, not saying a word; his focus burnt onto the bus ahead to the point he didn’t so much as blink. Thinking that his reaction was due to his care for his lover, the driver decided to advise him, taking the tone of someone experienced. “You young folks are such a troublesome bunch. What sort of overnight grudge could a young couple like you two have, huh? Take my advice, son, when it comes to young ladies, you just need to admit you were wrong. After a bit of coaxing, everything will be alright again, understood?”

_{As if it could understand like a human, the tugou ran over to Yang Fanghong. The man seemed to care little for the filth clinging to the little guy while bending over to scratch its chin. “It’s okay… Go play by yourself now.”}“Stop the car!” Qin Mo suddenly shouted after seeing a familiar figure descending from the bus in front of them. Skimming in the breaks, the driver stopped the car, asking, “What happened? Did we get them?”

_{“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”}“If you tell me where you’re headed, I’d be happy to split it,” the woman replied kindly.

“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”

_{After spending a long time trying to find a taxi to no avail, the bus honked, preparing to depart.}
Seeming to be as tall as Qin Mo’s knees, the dirty-looking mass of yellow seemed as strong as it was fierce while bearing its fangs at Qin Mo. It looked like a domesticated tugou (native breed).

After spending a long time trying to find a taxi to no avail, the bus honked, preparing to depart.

_{The driver suddenly realised something was odd.}The bus ahead then made another stop with still no sign of Yang Fanghong in sight.

The driver suddenly realised something was odd.

_{After making his way inside, the only notable part of that house, apart from thankfully having four walls, was the old spring bed, greasy table, small wooden cabinet, and plastic stool—nothing else there could qualify as furniture. On that greasy table were a couple of instant noodle containers stacked on top of the other.}Knitting his brows, Qin Mo thought it better to keep his distance from the boarding bus, stepping back to look around for a taxi instead. Unfortunately for him, busy streets like that one were hell when it came to taxis not filled with passengers.

_{Qin Mo nodded, not saying a word; his focus burnt onto the bus ahead to the point he didn’t so much as blink. Thinking that his reaction was due to his care for his lover, the driver decided to advise him, taking the tone of someone experienced.}Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.

_{Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.}
Hearing the barks, Yang Fanghong turned his head, revealing Qin Mo’s entire form now reflected in his eyes.

Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.

_{“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.}“Who are you gonna sue, again?” Yang Fanghong cоcked a brow.

“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.

_{Qin Mo went along with this imagined scenario, letting out an approving hum while still focused on the bust ahead.}
Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.

Qin Mo went along with this imagined scenario, letting out an approving hum while still focused on the bust ahead.

_{“Yes. Why else?”}As Qin Mo chased after Yang Fanghong, he started noticing the surrounding area was not too great. It wasn’t even like the old part of the city; it was more like a slum.

“Yes. Why else?”

_{“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.}“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…

“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.

_{Leaving not so much as a shadow, the dog ran off, leaving Yang Fanghong and Qin Mo staring at each other.}Beep! Beep!

Leaving not so much as a shadow, the dog ran off, leaving Yang Fanghong and Qin Mo staring at each other.

_{“Zhang Jingzi.” Qin Mo repeated with no change in his expression.}
Yang Fanghong looked at the young man with a complicated expression that gradually shifted to helplessness.

“Zhang Jingzi.” Qin Mo repeated with no change in his expression.

_{Concealing oneself in that slum while trailing someone was no simple task, and soon he was caught by a large yellow dog waiting at the next bend in the path.}After spending a long time trying to find a taxi to no avail, the bus honked, preparing to depart.

Concealing oneself in that slum while trailing someone was no simple task, and soon he was caught by a large yellow dog waiting at the next bend in the path.

_{“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: {That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…}}Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.

_{“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”}Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong

“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”

_{Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.}
“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”

Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.

_{“If you tell me where you’re headed, I’d be happy to split it,” the woman replied kindly.}“Scared? Why would I be scared?” Yang Fanghong replied with a grin, as if he were just told a joke. “I have to live each day as if it’s my last, so when would I have the time to worry about his life or death?” Yang Fanghong was poor—excessively poor. He had no interest in putting in effort, and he lacked drive, so he was unable to make a living. As a result, surviving was a constant struggle where he never knew when he’d get his next meal.

“If you tell me where you’re headed, I’d be happy to split it,” the woman replied kindly.

_{Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong}
As if it could understand like a human, the tugou ran over to Yang Fanghong. The man seemed to care little for the filth clinging to the little guy while bending over to scratch its chin. “It’s okay… Go play by yourself now.”

Volume 2 | Chapter 03: Yang Fanghong

_{After making his way inside, the only notable part of that house, apart from thankfully having four walls, was the old spring bed, greasy table, small wooden cabinet, and plastic stool—nothing else there could qualify as furniture. On that greasy table were a couple of instant noodle containers stacked on top of the other.}Qin Mo went along with this imagined scenario, letting out an approving hum while still focused on the bust ahead.

_{Having no time to dissuade and insist on his acceptance, Qin Mo gave a light bow and said, “Thank you, Sir," then turned to run in the direction he saw Yang Fanghong’s figure disappear.}
Leaving not so much as a shadow, the dog ran off, leaving Yang Fanghong and Qin Mo staring at each other.

Having no time to dissuade and insist on his acceptance, Qin Mo gave a light bow and said, “Thank you, Sir," then turned to run in the direction he saw Yang Fanghong’s figure disappear.

_{“Compared to you guys, we were.” Yang Fanghong replied before pulling out and lighting a cigarette, the long drag relaxing his nerves. “I got fed when I was hungry. I got a bed when I needed to sleep. I got someone to beat up when I was pissed. If not for your family cutting me off that sweet deal of a job, I wouldn’t have to be slumming it here right now.”}Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”

_{Hearing the barks, Yang Fanghong turned his head, revealing Qin Mo’s entire form now reflected in his eyes.}Having no time to dissuade and insist on his acceptance, Qin Mo gave a light bow and said, “Thank you, Sir," then turned to run in the direction he saw Yang Fanghong’s figure disappear.

Hearing the barks, Yang Fanghong turned his head, revealing Qin Mo’s entire form now reflected in his eyes.

_{“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”}
“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Qin Mo broke the silence.

“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”

_{Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.}“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”

Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.

_{“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”}“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.

“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”

_{“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.}Yang Fanghong let out a scoff, his eyes narrowing. “Is your life so good that you have time to waste on stuff like this? You do know that going after him is like asking for a bullet, right?”

“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.

_{“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” Yang Fanghong raised a brow, his tone dripping with derision. “Young Master, is the school messing with you the only reason you’re going after him?”}
Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” Yang Fanghong raised a brow, his tone dripping with derision. “Young Master, is the school messing with you the only reason you’re going after him?”

_{Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”}Qin Mo stayed silent for a while—enough time for that man to finish his current cigarette and start another. Only then did he finally speak.

Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

_{Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”}Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.

Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”

_{{Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!}}“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”

Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!

_{“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” Yang Fanghong raised a brow, his tone dripping with derision. “Young Master, is the school messing with you the only reason you’re going after him?”}The young woman laughed, the foot she had in the car returned to the ground, her head tilting as she queried, “Is that really true?’

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” Yang Fanghong raised a brow, his tone dripping with derision. “Young Master, is the school messing with you the only reason you’re going after him?”

_{“Fine.” The man squashed the burnt-out cigarette against a nearby wall. “How much are you paying, then? And how much effort do I gotta put in?”}
Following a path of twists and turns, the two made their way to the entrance of a rundown brick bungalow, where pots, bowls and a myriad of other wares were piled at its entrance. Completing this scenic view was the wafting scent of urine from somewhere unknown.

“Fine.” The man squashed the burnt-out cigarette against a nearby wall. “How much are you paying, then? And how much effort do I gotta put in?”

_{The bus in front of them made its first stop with quite a few people disembarking, but Yang Fanghong was nowhere to be seen.}D-City's development during the past few decades was fairly rapid, but a consequence of such blinding growth was the gap between the rich and the poor widening. High-rise buildings sprung up en masse; high-end residential areas appeared more glamorous than the last; yet, nestled between these opulent feats of construction, were small clυsters of tiled-roof houses whose residents were mostly migrant workers or the destitute with nowhere else to go.

The bus in front of them made its first stop with quite a few people disembarking, but Yang Fanghong was nowhere to be seen.

_{{Wait a minute!}}“How did you end up angering the young miss, my boy?” The driver continued to feed his curiosity. “Did you mess around with other girls, or something?” The man seemed to be a fan of soap operas, where the man stepping out with another was the common cause of situations like these.

Wait a minute!

_{Having neither a father nor a mother, and possessing no dеsire to give his all at a decent job, Yang Fanghong spent his days mucking about with others, and as a result, he lives wherever the wind takes him. He could tell Qin Mo was some young master type just by the look of him, and after spending half a year berating him, he figured that boy must’ve been angry at him to some degree.}
Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”

_{The driver suddenly realised something was odd.}“Yeah.” Qin Mo resolved to lie until the end. “We got into a fight earlier.”

The driver suddenly realised something was odd.

_{“How did you end up angering the young miss, my boy?” The driver continued to feed his curiosity. “Did you mess around with other girls, or something?” The man seemed to be a fan of soap operas, where the man {stepping out} with another was the common cause of situations like these.}The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.

“How did you end up angering the young miss, my boy?” The driver continued to feed his curiosity. “Did you mess around with other girls, or something?” The man seemed to be a fan of soap operas, where the man stepping out with another was the common cause of situations like these.

_{“That day Zhu Ziying died, weren’t you scared?”}
Qin Mo glanced at the flower pot as he entered, asking, “Aren’t you worried someone could break in?”

“That day Zhu Ziying died, weren’t you scared?”

_{“Yeah.” Qin Mo resolved to lie until the end. “We got into a fight earlier.”}This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”

“Yeah.” Qin Mo resolved to lie until the end. “We got into a fight earlier.”

_N/ABeing a street in the commercial district, the Qin Mo had to squeeze through the dense crowds, uttering one apology after another and never allowing that man’s back to leave his sight until he lost him at the bus stop.

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_{As Qin Mo chased after Yang Fanghong, he started noticing the surrounding area was not too great. It wasn’t even like the old part of the city; it was more like a slum.}“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.

As Qin Mo chased after Yang Fanghong, he started noticing the surrounding area was not too great. It wasn’t even like the old part of the city; it was more like a slum.

_{“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.}Concealing oneself in that slum while trailing someone was no simple task, and soon he was caught by a large yellow dog waiting at the next bend in the path.

“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.

_{Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.}
“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”

Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.

_{{Beep! Beep!}}Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”

Beep! Beep!

_{“Understood, sir. You’re right.” Qin Mo replied.}
Staring at the lock in that man’s hand, Qin Mo was reminded of the one used by the school’s warehouse. The lock they used in that makeshift confinement area was so basic that even Jiang Shao could pick it with a wire.

“Understood, sir. You’re right.” Qin Mo replied.

_{Concealing oneself in that slum while trailing someone was no simple task, and soon he was caught by a large yellow dog waiting at the next bend in the path.}Yang Fanghong knew that the school going belly-up was because of this young master who escaped with Shen Zhuoyun. His family was apparently so enraged that they sued the school out of existence.

Concealing oneself in that slum while trailing someone was no simple task, and soon he was caught by a large yellow dog waiting at the next bend in the path.

_{“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: {That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…}}Qin Mo replied with a nod before pulling a hundred-dollar bill and handing it to the driver, but the old man waved him away with a smile and said, “No need for all that. Just take this as an uncle doing a good deed. It’s no easy thing for a young man chasing his girl. So get out there and apologise to her properly, you hear?”

_{Seeming to be as tall as Qin Mo’s knees, the dirty-looking mass of yellow seemed as strong as it was fierce while bearing its fangs at Qin Mo. It looked like a domesticated tugou (native breed).}
After making his way inside, the only notable part of that house, apart from thankfully having four walls, was the old spring bed, greasy table, small wooden cabinet, and plastic stool—nothing else there could qualify as furniture. On that greasy table were a couple of instant noodle containers stacked on top of the other. Their sides were stained with leftover oil, but there was not a single drop of the noodle broth left behind.

Seeming to be as tall as Qin Mo’s knees, the dirty-looking mass of yellow seemed as strong as it was fierce while bearing its fangs at Qin Mo. It looked like a domesticated tugou (native breed).

_{“Yes. Why else?”}The driver suddenly realised something was odd.

“Yes. Why else?”

_{The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.}
On the sole stool, Qin Mo took a seat, and Yang Fanghong said plainly, “I don’t have extra cups here, so don’t expect any hospitality. Just tell it to me straight. Why’d you come looking for me?”

The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.

_{With no time to spare, Qin Mo blurted out, “I’m chasing after my girlfriend—and she’s on the bus that just left.” He said the first thing that came to mind.}The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.

With no time to spare, Qin Mo blurted out, “I’m chasing after my girlfriend—and she’s on the bus that just left.” He said the first thing that came to mind.

_{Wait a minute!}
“Is this where you‘ve been staying all this time?” Qin Mo asked while looking around.

Wait a minute!

_{“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” Yang Fanghong raised a brow, his tone dripping with derision. “Young Master, is the school messing with you the only reason you’re going after him?”}Yang Fanghong looked at the young man with a complicated expression that gradually shifted to helplessness.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” Yang Fanghong raised a brow, his tone dripping with derision. “Young Master, is the school messing with you the only reason you’re going after him?”

_{Hearing the barks, Yang Fanghong turned his head, revealing Qin Mo’s entire form now reflected in his eyes.}Staring intently at Qin Mo’s face for a moment, she then took out the shopping bags she had placed in the car and gave way while saying, “For the sake of that handsome face of yours alone, you can have this taxi. Good luck catching your girl.”

Hearing the barks, Yang Fanghong turned his head, revealing Qin Mo’s entire form now reflected in his eyes.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” Yang Fanghong raised a brow, his tone dripping with derision. “Young Master, is the school messing with you the only reason you’re going after him?”

_{“Yes. Why else?”}
“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.

“Yes. Why else?”

_{Is this where Yang Fanghong is living?}
Having neither a father nor a mother, and possessing no dеsire to give his all at a decent job, Yang Fanghong spent his days mucking about with others, and as a result, he lives wherever the wind takes him. He could tell Qin Mo was some young master type just by the look of him, and after spending half a year berating him, he figured that boy must’ve been angry at him to some degree. But it didn’t seem as though he hated him to the bone. If that was the case, there was no way he would’ve approached him alone.

Is this where Yang Fanghong is living?

_{On the sole stool, Qin Mo took a seat, and Yang Fanghong said plainly, “I don’t have extra cups here, so don’t expect any hospitality. Just tell it to me straight. Why’d you come looking for me?”}“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…

_{After spending a long time trying to find a taxi to no avail, the bus honked, preparing to depart.}Yang Fanghong pulled out another cigarette. In just the time they sat there, he had already burnt through a pack—a testament to the heavy smoker he was. “Tsk. Do you know how many people have messed with me, Young Master? You have any idea how many I’ve messed with? If everyone acted the way you are, nobody would have time to do anything else. Besides, what was such a big deal that you have to keep kicking up a stink about it to this day?”

After spending a long time trying to find a taxi to no avail, the bus honked, preparing to depart.

_{“Compared to you guys, we were.” Yang Fanghong replied before pulling out and lighting a cigarette, the long drag relaxing his nerves. “I got fed when I was hungry. I got a bed when I needed to sleep. I got someone to beat up when I was pissed. If not for your family cutting me off that sweet deal of a job, I wouldn’t have to be slumming it here right now.”}“How did you end up angering the young miss, my boy?” The driver continued to feed his curiosity. “Did you mess around with other girls, or something?” The man seemed to be a fan of soap operas, where the man stepping out with another was the common cause of situations like these.

_{Knitting his brows, Qin Mo thought it better to keep his distance from the boarding bus, stepping back to look around for a taxi instead. Unfortunately for him, busy streets like that one were hell when it came to taxis not filled with passengers.}
“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.

Knitting his brows, Qin Mo thought it better to keep his distance from the boarding bus, stepping back to look around for a taxi instead. Unfortunately for him, busy streets like that one were hell when it came to taxis not filled with passengers.

_{How do I explain this? Can I even?}
“Compared to you guys, we were.” Yang Fanghong replied before pulling out and lighting a cigarette, the long drag relaxing his nerves. “I got fed when I was hungry. I got a bed when I needed to sleep. I got someone to beat up when I was pissed. If not for your family cutting me off that sweet deal of a job, I wouldn’t have to be slumming it here right now.”

How do I explain this? Can I even?

_{The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.}“My goodness… young people these days…” The driver muttered as he hummed a tune while they kept driving.

The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.

_{Qin Mo stayed silent for a while—enough time for that man to finish his current cigarette and start another. Only then did he finally speak.}
Yang Fanghong knew that the school going belly-up was because of this young master who escaped with Shen Zhuoyun. His family was apparently so enraged that they sued the school out of existence.

Qin Mo stayed silent for a while—enough time for that man to finish his current cigarette and start another. Only then did he finally speak.

_{On the sole stool, Qin Mo took a seat, and Yang Fanghong said plainly, “I don’t have extra cups here, so don’t expect any hospitality. Just tell it to me straight. Why’d you come looking for me?”}The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.

_{“Yes, I understand.” Qin Mo replied, sounding impressively sincere.}
Qin Mo stayed silent for a while—enough time for that man to finish his current cigarette and start another. Only then did he finally speak.

“Yes, I understand.” Qin Mo replied, sounding impressively sincere.

_{“I’m getting old… Looks like I can't keep up with the times anymore,” the man mumbled, shaking his head. “Young people these days…”}As Qin Mo chased after Yang Fanghong, he started noticing the surrounding area was not too great. It wasn’t even like the old part of the city; it was more like a slum.

“I’m getting old… Looks like I can't keep up with the times anymore,” the man mumbled, shaking his head. “Young people these days…”

_{The young woman laughed, the foot she had in the car returned to the ground, her head tilting as she queried, “Is that really true?’}
“That day Zhu Ziying died, weren’t you scared?”

The young woman laughed, the foot she had in the car returned to the ground, her head tilting as she queried, “Is that really true?’

_{Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.}This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”

Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.

_{{How do I explain this? Can I even?}}“It doesn’t need any effort on your part. I’m just planning to sue Zhang Jingzi, and I need you to testify on my behalf. In return, I’ll give you 100 grand.”

How do I explain this? Can I even?

_{“Who are you gonna sue, again?” Yang Fanghong cоcked a brow.}Qin Mo nodded, not saying a word; his focus burnt onto the bus ahead to the point he didn’t so much as blink. Thinking that his reaction was due to his care for his lover, the driver decided to advise him, taking the tone of someone experienced. “You young folks are such a troublesome bunch. What sort of overnight grudge could a young couple like you two have, huh? Take my advice, son, when it comes to young ladies, you just need to admit you were wrong. After a bit of coaxing, everything will be alright again, understood?”

“Who are you gonna sue, again?” Yang Fanghong cоcked a brow.

_{Yang Fanghong knew that the school going belly-up was because of this young master who escaped with Shen Zhuoyun. His family was apparently so enraged that they sued the school out of existence.}
“Scared? Why would I be scared?” Yang Fanghong replied with a grin, as if he were just told a joke. “I have to live each day as if it’s my last, so when would I have the time to worry about his life or death?” Yang Fanghong was poor—excessively poor. He had no interest in putting in effort, and he lacked drive, so he was unable to make a living. As a result, surviving was a constant struggle where he never knew when he’d get his next meal.

Yang Fanghong knew that the school going belly-up was because of this young master who escaped with Shen Zhuoyun. His family was apparently so enraged that they sued the school out of existence.

_{This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”}Being a street in the commercial district, the Qin Mo had to squeeze through the dense crowds, uttering one apology after another and never allowing that man’s back to leave his sight until he lost him at the bus stop.

This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”

_{“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.}Yang Fanghong knew that the school going belly-up was because of this young master who escaped with Shen Zhuoyun. His family was apparently so enraged that they sued the school out of existence.

“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.

_{“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”}Yang Fanghong looked at the young man with a complicated expression that gradually shifted to helplessness.

“Da-huang (Big Yellow)! Come!”

_{“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”}
Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.

“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”

_{The young woman laughed, the foot she had in the car returned to the ground, her head tilting as she queried, “Is that really true?’}The driver stared in their direction absentmindedly, seeming to have come to a realisation.

The young woman laughed, the foot she had in the car returned to the ground, her head tilting as she queried, “Is that really true?’

_{“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”}“Zhang Jingzi.” Qin Mo repeated with no change in his expression.

“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”

_{“If you tell me where you’re headed, I’d be happy to split it,” the woman replied kindly.}
Now that he could still get by, he’ll just be a dreg of society. Later, when his hunger or poverty drives him mad, he’ll just as easily become a criminal.

“If you tell me where you’re headed, I’d be happy to split it,” the woman replied kindly.

_{This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”}Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!

This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”

_{That stop just now… wasn’t there only a man who got off the bus? And didn’t that lad run off in the same direction as that man?}
This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”

That stop just now… wasn’t there only a man who got off the bus? And didn’t that lad run off in the same direction as that man?

_{“Is this where you‘ve been staying all this time?” Qin Mo asked while looking around.}“Is this where you‘ve been staying all this time?” Qin Mo asked while looking around.

“Is this where you‘ve been staying all this time?” Qin Mo asked while looking around.

_{“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”}Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.

“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”

_{{Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!}}Qin Mo suddenly understood people like Yang Fanghong. Survival was the point of living itself, so why would he be afraid of something like this? There was nothing in life left for him to fear.

Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!

_{Hearing the barks, Yang Fanghong turned his head, revealing Qin Mo’s entire form now reflected in his eyes.}
“Fine.” The man squashed the burnt-out cigarette against a nearby wall. “How much are you paying, then? And how much effort do I gotta put in?”

Hearing the barks, Yang Fanghong turned his head, revealing Qin Mo’s entire form now reflected in his eyes.

_{Knitting his brows, Qin Mo thought it better to keep his distance from the boarding bus, stepping back to look around for a taxi instead. Unfortunately for him, busy streets like that one were hell when it came to taxis not filled with passengers.}“Fine.” The man squashed the burnt-out cigarette against a nearby wall. “How much are you paying, then? And how much effort do I gotta put in?”

_{“Stop the car!” Qin Mo suddenly shouted after seeing a familiar figure descending from the bus in front of them. Skimming in the breaks, the driver stopped the car, asking, “What happened? Did we get them?”}Seeming to be as tall as Qin Mo’s knees, the dirty-looking mass of yellow seemed as strong as it was fierce while bearing its fangs at Qin Mo. It looked like a domesticated tugou (native breed).

_{The bus ahead then made another stop with still no sign of Yang Fanghong in sight.}
“It doesn’t need any effort on your part. I’m just planning to sue Zhang Jingzi, and I need you to testify on my behalf. In return, I’ll give you 100 grand.”

The bus ahead then made another stop with still no sign of Yang Fanghong in sight.

_{“Really? Did they kill your pops? Did they fυck your mother?” Yang Fanghong clіcked his tongue. “But what does that matter to me, huh? If you’re willing to fork over that much cash, I’m happy to do whatever you say.”}Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”

_{Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”}Beep! Beep!

Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”

_{“Yeah.” Qin Mo resolved to lie until the end. “We got into a fight earlier.”}
“Who are you gonna sue, again?” Yang Fanghong cоcked a brow.

“Yeah.” Qin Mo resolved to lie until the end. “We got into a fight earlier.”

_{“Young people these days are quite polite, aren’t they…” The driver chuckled to himself before wondering: {That lad was quite handsome. Too bad I have no idea what that girl of his looks like…}}Yang Fanghong bent down to retrieve a key from a broken flower pot, sticking it into the padlock. Wiggling it a few times, he unlocked the door, then kicked the thing open and said, “Come in.”

_{{That stop just now… wasn’t there only a man who got off the bus? And didn’t that lad run off in the same direction as that man?}}Qin Mo had no time to overthink such questions.

That stop just now… wasn’t there only a man who got off the bus? And didn’t that lad run off in the same direction as that man?

_{Excited by the confirmation, the driver shut off the radio and went into full lecture mode to Qin Mo. “My boy, I can see how much you like the young lady from how desperately you’re chasing after her, so tell me, what on earth were you thinking, huh…” He went on for a good while longer before adding his final words.}Qi Mo had no choice but to lift his head, looking up at the man. “Good to see you, instructor. I hope you're doing well.” He spoke as though he ran into the man by accident.

_{“Zhang Jingzi.” Qin Mo repeated with no change in his expression.}Having neither a father nor a mother, and possessing no dеsire to give his all at a decent job, Yang Fanghong spent his days mucking about with others, and as a result, he lives wherever the wind takes him. He could tell Qin Mo was some young master type just by the look of him, and after spending half a year berating him, he figured that boy must’ve been angry at him to some degree. But it didn’t seem as though he hated him to the bone. If that was the case, there was no way he would’ve approached him alone.

“Zhang Jingzi.” Qin Mo repeated with no change in his expression.

_{With no time to spare, Qin Mo blurted out, “I’m chasing after my girlfriend—and she’s on the bus that just left.” He said the first thing that came to mind.}Seeming to be as tall as Qin Mo’s knees, the dirty-looking mass of yellow seemed as strong as it was fierce while bearing its fangs at Qin Mo. It looked like a domesticated tugou (native breed).

With no time to spare, Qin Mo blurted out, “I’m chasing after my girlfriend—and she’s on the bus that just left.” He said the first thing that came to mind.

_{Yang Fanghong looked at the young man with a complicated expression that gradually shifted to helplessness.}
Yang Fanghong let out a scoff, his eyes narrowing. “Is your life so good that you have time to waste on stuff like this? You do know that going after him is like asking for a bullet, right?”

Yang Fanghong looked at the young man with a complicated expression that gradually shifted to helplessness.

_{Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”}“Zhang Jingzi.” Qin Mo repeated with no change in his expression.

Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

_{“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Qin Mo broke the silence.}An adult’s face doesn’t change much. He wasn’t mistaken. The one who just passed by really was Yang Fanghong.

“Aren’t you going to invite me in?” Qin Mo broke the silence.

_{Yang Fanghong pulled out another cigarette. In just the time they sat there, he had already burnt through a pack—a testament to the heavy smoker he was.}Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

_{“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.}Is this where Yang Fanghong is living?

“I’ve been here since before I started working at that school,” the older man replied with a shrug.

_{Staring at the lock in that man’s hand, Qin Mo was reminded of the one used by the school’s warehouse. The lock they used in that makeshift confinement area was so basic that even Jiang Shao could pick it with a wire.}Seeming to be as tall as Qin Mo’s knees, the dirty-looking mass of yellow seemed as strong as it was fierce while bearing its fangs at Qin Mo. It looked like a domesticated tugou (native breed).

_{“My goodness… young people these days…” The driver muttered as he hummed a tune while they kept driving.}Qin Mo glanced at the flower pot as he entered, asking, “Aren’t you worried someone could break in?”

“My goodness… young people these days…” The driver muttered as he hummed a tune while they kept driving.

_{Yang Fanghong knew that the school going belly-up was because of this young master who escaped with Shen Zhuoyun. His family was apparently so enraged that they sued the school out of existence.}Qin Mo stayed silent for a while—enough time for that man to finish his current cigarette and start another. Only then did he finally speak.

Yang Fanghong knew that the school going belly-up was because of this young master who escaped with Shen Zhuoyun. His family was apparently so enraged that they sued the school out of existence.

_{“It doesn’t need any effort on your part. I’m just planning to sue Zhang Jingzi, and I need you to testify on my behalf. In return, I’ll give you 100 grand.”}
“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” Yang Fanghong raised a brow, his tone dripping with derision. “Young Master, is the school messing with you the only reason you’re going after him?”

“It doesn’t need any effort on your part. I’m just planning to sue Zhang Jingzi, and I need you to testify on my behalf. In return, I’ll give you 100 grand.”

_{Leaving not so much as a shadow, the dog ran off, leaving Yang Fanghong and Qin Mo staring at each other.}Beep! Beep!

Leaving not so much as a shadow, the dog ran off, leaving Yang Fanghong and Qin Mo staring at each other.

_{Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!}
“Yes. Why else?”

Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!

_{Qin Mo went along with this imagined scenario, letting out an approving hum while still focused on the bust ahead.}Having neither a father nor a mother, and possessing no dеsire to give his all at a decent job, Yang Fanghong spent his days mucking about with others, and as a result, he lives wherever the wind takes him. He could tell Qin Mo was some young master type just by the look of him, and after spending half a year berating him, he figured that boy must’ve been angry at him to some degree. But it didn’t seem as though he hated him to the bone. If that was the case, there was no way he would’ve approached him alone.

Qin Mo went along with this imagined scenario, letting out an approving hum while still focused on the bust ahead.

_{Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”}Woof! Woof woof woof! Woof!

Qin Mo thanked the woman, then entered the car straight away before telling the driver, “Please follow that bus!”

_{Being a street in the commercial district, the Qin Mo had to squeeze through the dense crowds, uttering one apology after another and never allowing that man’s back to leave his sight until he lost him at the bus stop.}
Yang Fanghong pulled out another cigarette. In just the time they sat there, he had already burnt through a pack—a testament to the heavy smoker he was. “Tsk. Do you know how many people have messed with me, Young Master? You have any idea how many I’ve messed with? If everyone acted the way you are, nobody would have time to do anything else. Besides, what was such a big deal that you have to keep kicking up a stink about it to this day?”

_{Qin Mo glanced at the flower pot as he entered, asking, “Aren’t you worried someone could break in?”}That stop just now… wasn’t there only a man who got off the bus? And didn’t that lad run off in the same direction as that man?

Qin Mo glanced at the flower pot as he entered, asking, “Aren’t you worried someone could break in?”

_{Having no time to dissuade and insist on his acceptance, Qin Mo gave a light bow and said, “Thank you, Sir," then turned to run in the direction he saw Yang Fanghong’s figure disappear.}“Why would they?” Yang Fanghong replied with a scoff. “I’m so broke right now that not even a mouse comes here. So what would they steal?”

Having no time to dissuade and insist on his acceptance, Qin Mo gave a light bow and said, “Thank you, Sir," then turned to run in the direction he saw Yang Fanghong’s figure disappear.

_{This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”}Seeming to be as tall as Qin Mo’s knees, the dirty-looking mass of yellow seemed as strong as it was fierce while bearing its fangs at Qin Mo. It looked like a domesticated tugou (native breed).

This realisation made Qin Mo begin to doubt his plan, yet he still proposed, “Yang Fanghong, I'll give you money if you do what I ask.”

_{Following a path of twists and turns, the two made their way to the entrance of a rundown brick bungalow, where pots, bowls and a myriad of other wares were piled at its entrance. Completing this scenic view was the wafting scent of urine from somewhere unknown.}
“You know what the ‘big deal’ is.” Qin Mo replied. “You know exactly what that school was like for us back then.”

Following a path of twists and turns, the two made their way to the entrance of a rundown brick bungalow, where pots, bowls and a myriad of other wares were piled at its entrance. Completing this scenic view was the wafting scent of urine from somewhere unknown.

_{Ignoring Qin Zhen calling out to him from behind, Qin Mo rushed out in chase, following the same direction the man had wandered off in.}“Yeah.” Qin Mo resolved to lie until the end. “We got into a fight earlier.”

Ignoring Qin Zhen calling out to him from behind, Qin Mo rushed out in chase, following the same direction the man had wandered off in.

_{“Is this where you‘ve been staying all this time?” Qin Mo asked while looking around.}
“Really? Did they kill your pops? Did they fυck your mother?” Yang Fanghong clіcked his tongue. “But what does that matter to me, huh? If you’re willing to fork over that much cash, I’m happy to do whatever you say.”

“Is this where you‘ve been staying all this time?” Qin Mo asked while looking around.

_{“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.}“How did you end up angering the young miss, my boy?” The driver continued to feed his curiosity. “Did you mess around with other girls, or something?” The man seemed to be a fan of soap operas, where the man stepping out with another was the common cause of situations like these.

“But weren’t the instructors at that place treated well?” Qin Mo asked.

_{“Understood, sir. You’re right.” Qin Mo replied.}On the sole stool, Qin Mo took a seat, and Yang Fanghong said plainly, “I don’t have extra cups here, so don’t expect any hospitality. Just tell it to me straight. Why’d you come looking for me?”

“Understood, sir. You’re right.” Qin Mo replied.

_{{Is this where Yang Fanghong is living?}}“Do you want the money or not?” Qin Mo ignored the question and asked his own.

Is this where Yang Fanghong is living?

_{Leaving not so much as a shadow, the dog ran off, leaving Yang Fanghong and Qin Mo staring at each other.}Holding a large plastic bag in his hand, Yang Fanghong turned to him, replying, “Fine, come.”

Leaving not so much as a shadow, the dog ran off, leaving Yang Fanghong and Qin Mo staring at each other.

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