Chapter 567 — How to Deal with Him

"This was all Wei Zhao's doing—he stirred me up to it. Wei Zhao is Gu Mengyao's bodyguard." In the end, An Liwen threw Li Cihua a bone, shifting the blame onto Wei Zhao and sending Zhong Fabai off to take his revenge on him.

That gave Zhong Fabai a way out. He did not dare move against An Liwen, but dealing with a mere bodyguard was child's play, wasn't it? At that thought, Zhong Fabai stopped dwelling on the matter of An Liwen's hand in it and said, "Young Master An, my son's behavior was indeed deeply offensive. But might I ask you, for the sake of Young Master Bing and Brother Cihua, to return my son's kidney?"

Return the kidney? An Liwen sneered. As if. The kidney had long since been shipped abroad to find a recipient—did anyone really think it was still sitting around waiting to be given back?

"My apologies, Mr. Zhong. In my fury at the time, I had your son's kidney thrown to the dogs... I am truly sorry!" An Liwen would never breathe a word about the organ-trafficking ring behind him, so he fobbed him off.

"This..." Zhong Fabai was stunned for a moment, but he did not doubt it. After all, in that situation, had it been him, he would not have kept an enemy's kidney either, waiting to put it back in later, would he?

Zhong Fabai could only count himself unlucky. Losing a kidney would not kill the boy, in any case—better to focus on finding a way to get back at Wei Zhao! Much as he would have loved to kill An Liwen and vent his fury, he was no match for the man.

After hanging up, Zhong Fabai told his son the truth of the matter. The boy was the victim, and he had every right to know. On the other hand, Zhong Fabai also meant to warn him not to dare do just anything—next time, think about the consequences first. He only had one kidney left!

"That is how it stands. An Liwen was the one who had it done, though he claims Wei Zhao tipped him off!" Zhong Fabai said, thoroughly dejected.

"Who is An Liwen? Wait—I think I vaguely heard someone call him Young Master Wen!" Zhong Yongliang was awake now. Having a kidney cut out was serious enough, but it was not life-threatening.

"An Liwen is one of the former Four Young Masters of Songshan. Chen Yuxuan, Shen Yushu's brother, leads the Four Young Masters of Songshan!" Zhong Fabai sighed. "The influence of every one of them is not to be underestimated. It's not that your old man is belittling himself—compared to them, your old man is far beneath their notice! This time, Shen Yushu's brother didn't come after you. Otherwise, you'd likely be missing your other kidney too!"

He had to put some fear into his son, or who knew what disaster the boy might blunder into next.

"Ah!" Zhong Yongliang's expression changed at once, and a belated dread crept over him. He thought of Wu Xiaocan—Chen Yuxuan had broken both of Wu Xiaocan's legs!

"Son, this score, for now we can only swallow it!" Zhong Fabai said. "We are no match for An Liwen. Behind him is the Fire Wolf Gang, and even Young Master Bing gives him face. We'll just have to eat this loss in silence!"

"Dad, I understand! I won't act rashly, but I've marked this grudge!" Zhong Yongliang clenched his teeth, a venomous glint flashing through his eyes. "When Nai Pao returns from his training, that day will be An Liwen's death day!"

"Mm. He who cannot endure small things ruins great plans—we must bide our time!" Zhong Fabai nodded.

"By the way, Dad, you said Wei Zhao tipped him off? How would Wei Zhao even know An Liwen? And what would he gain by tipping him off?" Zhong Yongliang suddenly recalled what his father had said about Wei Zhao.

"That young man is Gu Mengyao's bodyguard!" Zhong Fabai said. "It was he who told An Liwen about Gu Mengyao."

"What! He's Gu Mengyao's bodyguard?" Zhong Yongliang was dumbfounded. How could Wei Zhao be Gu Mengyao's bodyguard? The two of them were not even connected. What on earth was going on?

"Yes! Gu Pengzhan hired him, specifically to guard Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu in secret!" Zhong Fabai nodded. "Though every grievance has its source, this time we can only point our spears at Gu Pengzhan and Wei Zhao! We can't touch Gu Pengzhan for the moment, but Wei Zhao... he'll do nicely to make an example of!"

"Damn it!" The truth broke over Zhong Yongliang like a revelation, and he nearly leapt off the hospital bed. "I wondered why there was a photo of Wei Zhao on Shen Yushu's phone—so he's Gu Mengyao's bodyguard! Curse it, I never noticed. At school, that kid was always seeming to casually wreck my chances with Gu Mengyao. So he was Gu Mengyao's bodyguard all along! The boy hid it deep, didn't he!"

"Son, Gu Mengyao is not for you! From now on, stop chasing her!" Zhong Fabai sighed. "An Liwen is not someone we can shake right now! We'll aim at Wei Zhao first, and once we've grown strong, we'll think about the rest!"

"Dad, I understand!" At that, Zhong Yongliang finally grasped it: pursuing Gu Mengyao was hopeless for him now—at least until Zhang Nai Pao burst onto the scene. Though it stung to let go, Zhong Yongliang clenched his teeth. "A true man need never fret about finding a wife. Dad, rest easy—I will bide my time, endure until the day the Zhong family rises!"

"Mm, that's the way!" Zhong Fabai nodded, gratified. "This score, we will most certainly settle! But for now, we can only survive under Young Master Bing's protection!"

"By the way, Dad, that Wei Zhao is no weakling—if we want to deal with him..." Zhong Yongliang was still uneasy about Wei Zhao's fighting skill. After all, Wei Zhao had crippled even Brother Black Panther.

"Don't worry about that. To deal with him, we'll borrow Young Master Bing's hand—we won't be the ones sticking our necks out!" Zhong Fabai said. "There's no rush. Right now, what matters is winning Young Master Bing's trust, and for that I need to handle the shantytown demolition well! I'll make Young Master Bing treat me as his right-hand man—only then can we borrow his power!"

"The demolition of the shantytown?" Zhong Yongliang's eyes lit up at once. "Dad, I've got it! I've figured out how to deal with Wei Zhao!"

"Oh? Let's hear it, then." Zhong Fabai had not expected his son to come up with an idea so quickly, though he was also a little worried—surely the boy hadn't cooked up another idiotic scheme? Thank goodness he had spoken to him first; if he had gone off and carried it out on his own, there would likely have been trouble again. "Son, think thrice before you act. Don't be rash!"

"Dad, say no more! I know I've been too impulsive in the past, even a little childish!" Zhong Yongliang shook his head, then said earnestly, "But I've truly learned my lesson from this business, and I've come to understand something! I was too brash before, so I ran into someone I couldn't afford to cross, and I paid the price for it!"