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Chapter 54 - 54 54 Do You Have Wine for My Story

54: Chapter 54 Do You Have Wine for My Story?

54: Chapter 54 Do You Have Wine for My Story?

Old Master He was a big name in the Jianghu World back in the days, it is said.

The reason for saying “it is said” is mainly because the time is too far gone, now few people know, even Youtiao couldn’t find out.

The only thing certain is that Old Master He had committed a shocking crime back in the day and was locked up in prison for a whole twenty years.

He was released only after the establishment of the new government.

After he got out, he took in a disciple, hoping to have someone to look after him in his old age.

Unexpectedly, this disciple disgraced him, showing off without mastering the skills and taking things he shouldn’t have taken.

After the incident came to light, the disciple fled out of fear of the consequences.

When the police came to him, Old Master He didn’t say much and took the blame for his disciple on the spot.

Since everyone knew the reasons behind it, the prison didn’t want to take him due to his old age, so they arranged for Old Master He to stay in a cell at the police station instead.

Having gotten used to it, it was all the same to him.

After the last outing, Wang Yunxiao had specially asked Youtiao to inquire about Old Master He’s past.

Mainly because Old Master He had rich experience in the Jianghu World and was very knowledgeable about the “Advisor,” explaining everything very clearly.

At that time, Wang Yunxiao took a keen interest in him.

Nurse Liu always beat around the bush, unwilling to clarify her words fully, claiming that knowledge was toxic.

Perhaps it was indeed toxic for ordinary people, but Wang Yunxiao felt his resistance was strong, and there was no need to be so cautious.

Decades of experience in the Jianghu World accumulated by someone like Old Master He was equally important to him.

Seeing Old Master He frowning and speaking in a weird tone, Wang Yunxiao couldn’t help but laugh, “What’s that old saying, ‘The mountains don’t turn, but the waters do, and here we are back together again!

What do you call this?

It’s fate!'”

Adjacent to him, Lv’er quickly chimed in, “Brother Yuanxiao, we’ve got fate too, right?

Please…”

“Scram——!”

Wang Yunxiao snorted coldly, and Lv’er honestly scuttled away.

“Considering those five taels of silver from you, I won’t hold it against you, let’s call it even.

Got any objections, or should we settle it outside once we’re out?”

“No objections!

I dare not!

I dare not!”

Lv’er shook his head frantically.

Wang Yunxiao turned around, pulled out a hand-rolled cigarette from his pocket, and offered it to Old Master He, smiling, “Old Master He, at your age, how can you still stoop to our level?

Last time was my fault, I’m here to apologize to you.”

These hand-rolled cigarettes couldn’t be considered valuable, but in the cell, they were a rare commodity, usually not allowed in, and if brought in, they would be confiscated.

It was only someone like Wang Yunxiao, who came in for one night and left, who could manage to sneak such a sought-after item inside.

Normally, newcomers were thoroughly plundered by the old inmates, but no one dared to search Wang Yunxiao’s pockets.

Lv’er watched nearby, drooling crazily, twitching at the corners of his mouth, yet not daring to step forward.

It was a token of respect for Old Master He; he wouldn’t dare rob even if he had the courage of a bear and a leopard.

Old Master He took the cigarette, sniffed it under his nose, and cast Wang Yunxiao a sideways glance, “Where’s the fire?”

Wang Yunxiao, unoffended, grinned and pulled out a flint, lighting it for him.

Old Master He took a pleasurable puff, holding it in his lungs for a long time before blowing it out the window.

He smacked his lips and then turned to look at Wang Yunxiao, “You’re a capable lad.

I heard from Lv’er that in Nantong, your name, Wang Yunxiao, is quite resounding?

No wonder you look down on my petty skills.”

“Don’t listen to his nonsense!”

Wang Yunxiao shook his head, “I used to mix up on the streets, but I’ve reformed now.

The state is paying for our education.

After graduation, I can easily find a decent job anywhere.”

Old Master He nodded and smiled, “That’s good to hear, you’re in good times indeed.

Study hard in the future and stay away from the worthless crowd.

Also, try to visit this place less often.

I know you understand, so there’s no need for me, an old turnip, to waste words on you.”

Wang Yunxiao responded with a chuckle, “I do want to study hard, but some people just can’t stop causing me trouble.

We had an encounter with an Advisor before, as you know…”

Old Master He snorted coldly, “That’s not an advisor, that’s a fool!

Because of him, even the director was replaced and a bunch of people ended up watching like spectators.

How could he meet a good end?

Such people…

hmph, the more actively they jump, the quicker they die!”

“What you said makes sense!”

How else would you describe someone as an old hand of the Jianghu World?

His insights are penetrating.

A cigarette was passed to him, and seeing that he was quite in the mood to talk, Wang Yunxiao decided to share everything about the affair between Chen Yan’s family and Third Master Ding.

“Please spare a moment to think this over, sir.

I’ve always been puzzled, what’s really the purpose of someone secretly fanning the flames, manipulating things from behind?”

In fact, Wang Yunxiao knew that the man’s likely motive involved Chen Yan.

But now he needed opinions from different perspectives.

After finishing a cigarette, Old Man Chen gestured with his fingers to Wang Yunxiao.

Wang Yunxiao spread his hands, he himself had no habit of smoking, and the cigarette was just casually taken from Old Man Chen.

He had other uses in mind for it, and hadn’t expected to end up staying in the cell that evening.

“Tsk, you unlucky kid, are you kidding me or what!”

Old Man Chen was very angry.

Wang Yunxiao laughed, “I didn’t even know I could come today, sir.

When I get out tomorrow, whatever you fancy eating or drinking, I’ll bring it for you.”

Old Man Chen glared at him annoyed, “As long as I wish to go out, do you know how many lickspittles will be scrambling to worship at my door?

What delicacies of land and sea haven’t I eaten?

You think I need your few melons and dates?”

Wang Yunxiao slapped his thigh, “Alright, I’ll go get it for you now!”

Old Man Chen leaned by the window and sniffed the air outside, then turned with a smile, “As you exit the main door and turn right, at the second street corner, there’s a meat shop that should still be open.

Go and get half a pound of roasted pork for me, maybe a couple of dishes to accompany the drinks.

Tonight, I’ll have a good chat with you!”

Half a pound of roasted pork?

Should I go to the sea to fetch you two pounds of fresh grilled squid instead?

This old man starts showing his true colors whenever he’s pleased.

Wang Yunxiao thought to himself he was only respecting the man’s age, otherwise, instead of offering him drinks, he would invite him to taste a big punch bowl-sized fist, to let him understand why the flower is so red!

But what could he do?

The conversation had reached this point, clearly, the man had a belly full of stories to tell.

How could he not listen further?

Wang Yunxiao used to read novels on his phone, hating those authors who couldn’t update much in a day and would frustratingly stop at crucial points in the plot.

One side fills up the story, the other side is constipated.

Few could deeply relate to this kind of half-wet, half-dry torment.

“Alright then, I’ll see to it!”

Wang Yunxiao sighed heavily, stood up, picked the lock, and left the room, his actions smooth and fluid.

The last time he entered, his technique was rather raw, but now coming and going was as natural as if he was entering his own home.

Lv’er watched, agape, subconsciously wanting to follow him, but unexpectedly a small stone flicked from behind hit him on the back of the head.

There was a “thud,” and the impact made his head buzz, nearly knocking his spirit out of his body.

“Ouch, damn you…”

Holding his head and tearful, Lv’er turned around only to meet Old Master He’s cold stare, which made his legs go weak.

“Stay put!”

Old Master He gave him a contemptuous look and snorted, “A worthless creature.”