Chapter 152

C152 – Kneeling Down?

Old Sun was crying and sniffling. “Old Wang, we’ve been friends for years, always supporting and looking out for each other. I’ve always treated you well. How could you keep such good news from me?”

Wang Guohui was taken aback. My goodness. Old Sun, when did you master my ultimate move of kneeling down in desperation?

“This could have negative repercussions! The club entrance is always bustling with people. What happens if they see us?”

It was common knowledge that the club was involved in shady dealings, yet no one could openly discuss it. The mornings were particularly busy, and it wouldn’t do for people to witness such a scene.

“I’m certain it’s true! Listen, if you don’t explain what’s happening, I’m prepared to kneel right alongside you to prove it!”

Wang Guohui was exasperated.

How did he end up with such a persistent character?

“Old Sun, stand up first, then I’ll fill you in,” Wang Guohui offered.

“Don’t deceive me.”

Reluctantly, Old Sun rose to his feet, still skeptical.

“Fine, I’ll give it to you straight. I did receive something from someone. But I beg your forgiveness. The person has a mysterious background and the backing of a formidable power. I wouldn’t dare cross him. If he doesn’t give the word, I wouldn’t even dare speak to him.”

Guohui felt a sense of helplessness. Seeing his old friend kneel before him was deeply unsettling.

But he couldn’t just offend Mr. Su Ming over this, could he? Only a fool would dare cross Mr. Su Ming.

Old Sun was taken aback. So that was the issue?

Such talk was pointless.

“Old Wang, you’re not treating me like a friend. We’ve been partners for over two decades. I’ve always charged you less for transporting your goods, never once demanding a higher fee.”

“Yes,” Wang Guohui acknowledged.

“So, you shouldn’t keep secrets. Are you trying to make money without considering me a friend? I’m not asking for much, just a small share, okay?”

Wang Guohui was troubled.

“Quit speculating—he’s a young fellow, yet a remarkably formidable sage from beyond this world.”

“Look, I’m not concerned with Mr. Su’s background, but I truly desire this item. Please, help me out. Money is no object.”

Old Sun’s grin was irrepressible as he sensed a shift in their fortunes.

“Fine, hop in my car, and I’ll take you there shortly.”

“However, we need to set some ground rules first. Stay in the car until I’ve had a chance to check things out. If Mr. Su gives the green light, then you can come in. But if he doesn’t, we leave right away—no fuss, understood?”

Old Sun nodded eagerly, “Rest assured, I’ve got this.”

“Now listen, Old Sun, don’t even think about offending him with money. Mr. Su might very well be wealthier than I am.”

Wang Guohui, as an old friend, was well aware of the gears turning in Old Sun’s head.

Never mind that Su Ming owned six acres in the heart of the city.

The Body-stretching Pill and fennel that Su Ming had bestowed upon him were in themselves invaluable.

Yet Su Ming was indifferent to such wealth; his sole passion was tending to his land.

Upon arrival, Old Sun’s eyes were opened to the truth of Wang Guohui’s words.

“Good heavens, you can’t be serious that all this prime city center land belongs to him. These six acres are easily worth tens of billions!”

Although Old Sun himself was no stranger to wealth, the revelation still left him astounded.

“You old coot, always sizing up noble intentions with your narrow-mindedness. Did you honestly believe Mr. Su was planning to develop this site? You couldn’t be more wrong. Mr. Su has no intention of building here—he’s cultivating the land right in the city center.”

“What?”

Old Sun was utterly flabbergasted, his admiration for Su Ming growing by the moment.

He had heard tales of reclusive sages who shunned worldly riches.

But he never imagined he would encounter such a person in real life.

“Remember what I’ve told you. If you don’t, I won’t be able to bail you out.”