Chapter 13

Yang Luo's grandmother stood up, took the clothes Chi Haoyuan had taken off, and hung them on the clothes rack. Chi Kexin said, "Yes! This kid went missing at the Han City Airport in the early hours of this morning, and his sister-in-law is worried."

Chi Haoyuan said, "Don't worry, I know where he is."

Everyone perked up and asked in unison, "Where?"

"Shanghai. This kid just arrived in Shanghai and pulled off a huge feat."

"What kind of feat?" Chi Yuexin asked curiously.

"Hehe..." Chi Haoyuan smiled happily and recounted what had happened in Shanghai.

Chi Jianguo stood up and said, "I'll bring this kid back and get him to our military hospital."

"Second Brother, save it. He won't go with you," Chi Yuexin said.

Chi Jianguo sat back on the sofa, "Our hospital has many beautiful women. Do you think this kid will go?"

Everyone shook their heads in unison, "No!"

Chi Jianguo sighed, "I also think he won't go. This kid is really not a qualified troublemaker."

Chi Haoyuan asked, "Why are you bringing him to the hospital? To be a security guard?"

Chi Jianguo also recounted what had happened in the United States. Chi Haoyuan laughed, "No wonder he's my grandson, he really has the skills."

"Stop praising him. Think about getting him a proper job, don't let him wander around all the time," Yang Luo's grandmother said.

Chi Haoyuan nodded, "I've already made arrangements. I'll have him work in the public security department for a while, and then transfer him back to the military after some time." He sighed, "I just don't know if this kid will be willing to go back."

"Indeed! Shiqi's death hit him hard," Chi Kexin said.

Chi Haoyuan stood up, "Let's go eat. Some things have happened, and no one can change them."

In a small hotel in Shanghai, Yang Luo, who had just finished his shower, finally looked normal. He was wearing jeans and a black vest, his bronze skin exuding a metallic quality. Though not overly muscular, his body gave off a sense of hidden, formidable strength.

He turned on an old television from the 1950s or 1960s, but it only produced static. After fiddling with it for a while, he couldn't get any channels to work.

Frustrated, he picked up the TV, opened the window, and threw it down. "Bang!" A scream came from downstairs, "Who the hell did that? What if someone got hit? Luckily, I have a strong fate."

Yang Luo rubbed his nose and quickly closed the window. Unexpectedly, just as he sat down on the sofa, there was a knock at the door, "Bang! Bang!"

"Damn! So soon?" He stood up, walked to the door, and slowly opened it. Seeing the person, he was taken aback, "Feng Kun? How the hell did you find me?"

"Hehe... Finding you, Young Master Yang, wasn't hard. The TV that fell just now must have been your doing, right?" Seeing that Yang Luo didn't respond, he continued, "I knew only you could pull off such a despicable act."

"Did you do less of that when you were a kid?" Yang Luo opened the door, walked back to the sofa, took out a cigarette, and threw one to Feng Kun, then lit his own and took a deep drag, "Speak! What do you want?"

Feng Kun leaned back on the sofa, took a puff of his cigarette, and said, "Your old man sent me. He wants you to do some public service for a few days. He's already made the arrangements. Go check it out tomorrow."

Recommended good reads: "Super Student" by Gongzi Nuo. "The Bodyguard of the Top Beauty" by Feige Dailu. "The Playful Official King" by Wannian Jiuyan.

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