Yan Shouyi's strange reaction truly startled the赊刀人 (She Dao Ren -赊刀man).
But Yan Shouyi found it difficult to control his emotions:
"If I told you I knew your father, would you believe me?"
The She Dao Ren was taken aback, completely failing to understand why Yan Shouyi would suddenly say such a thing.
However, he was indeed not his master's child. His master had said that he and his younger brother were both orphans, adopted by the master.
After his master's death, the She Dao Ren had also considered finding his birth parents. Unfortunately, though they could predict the future based on the past, they could not divine their own destinies, and thus had no way of knowing who his parents were.
While the She Dao Ren was still stunned, Yan Shouyi had already revealed the truth of the matter:
"I have an uncle who once made a deal with the She Dao Ren, the price being his newborn child. The She Dao Ren took his child away, and it has been over twenty years since then! In these past twenty years, my uncle never gave up searching for his child, but fate is cruel. He was never able to achieve his wish. To this day, he has fallen gravely ill and has little time left, yet I never expected to meet you at this moment!"
Yan Shouyi said excitedly, "You look exactly like Uncle Zou!"
These words truly shocked the She Dao Ren. He had come to claim West Lake, but instead, he had gained a father out of nowhere.
A flood of information surged into the She Dao Ren's mind, leaving him somewhat bewildered.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see him now!" Yan Shouyi directly grabbed the She Dao Ren's hand.
Unexpectedly, the She Dao Ren began to resist. Yan Shouyi couldn't help but say, "We can't wait any longer, he's dying!"
"But... you just said I was traded to my master by him?" the She Dao Ren gritted out, "Why would he do that? I'm his son, how could he bear to abandon me to a stranger?!"
"It's complicated," Yan Shouyi sighed. "I can explain it to you slowly on the way."
"No need!"
A look of determination appeared on the She Dao Ren's face. "My name is Wang Ji Wang, my younger brother is Wang Zhi Lai. We are both disciples of the She Dao Ren Wang Ru He. We were orphans from childhood, without parents..."
"Are you stupid or something?!"
If Yan Shouyi hadn't been unfamiliar with this Wang Ji Wang, he would have loved to flick him on the forehead a few times.
"Stop pretending to be tough. I understand you have emotions and grievances, but can't you express them after you've met him? If you miss the chance to see him because of your hesitation now, you'll never meet your biological father and will never understand what happened back then. Don't you think that's a pity?" Yan Shouyi questioned.
Seemingly moved by Yan Shouyi's words, the She Dao Ren began to waver.
Seeing his indecision, Yan Shouyi sighed and actually picked him up.
Lin Zhitong and the others standing in the distance were stunned.
Long Feicheng covered his face and exclaimed, "What's going on here! Did the negotiation fail??"
Lin Zhitong's expression was peculiar. "It doesn't look like a reaction to a failed negotiation..."
"Does Brother Yan have some hidden hobby?" Yan Nanfei asked.
Yan Shouyi shouted from afar, "Stop guessing wildly, this kid is Uncle Zou's son!"
"Holy crap!" Long Feicheng couldn't help but curse, his expression becoming as excited as Yan Shouyi's.
Yan Shouyi shouted again, "Zi Tong, hurry and drive! Little Long, call Old Jin and quickly notify Uncle Zou. We've found his son, tell him to hold on. Today, even if we have to tie him up, we'll bring this kid to Uncle Zou!"
"Okay!" The two immediately sprang into action.
Yan Shouyi carried Wang Ji Wang, while the little kid Wang Zhi Lai trotted along behind, with Yan Nanfei and the other three clueless onlookers standing by.
The scene was quite comical.
Wang Ji Wang came back to his senses, overcome with shame, and roared, "Put me down!"
"No, what if you run away?"
"I'm not that childish, put me down quickly!"
Yan Shouyi reluctantly put Wang Ji Wang down, but his eyes remained fixed on him, afraid he would escape.
Wang Ji Wang said helplessly, "I'll go with you. You calm down too and tell me about what happened back then, at least let me know what's going on..."
"That's no problem. Do you have any other requests?" Yan Shouyi asked eagerly.
"...No."
Just as Yan Shouyi was getting excited, Long Feicheng came over holding his phone, his face grim. He patted Yan Shouyi's shoulder and said to him,
"Brother Yan, I have some bad news. Old Jin said Uncle Zou's condition has worsened and he could die at any moment."
This was the so-called joy turning into sorrow. Yan Shouyi's face immediately fell, and Wang Ji Wang also couldn't help but become nervous.
It was only then that he realized that if he missed the chance to see his biological father like this, he would truly feel immense regret, and there would always be an unfillable void in his heart.
Thus, Wang Ji Wang unexpectedly pleaded, "You must... let me see him!"
Yan Shouyi gritted his teeth, "Didn't Old Jin guarantee he had another week? Why is he faltering at this crucial moment... How about this, have Old Jin bring Uncle Zou over quickly, and we'll bring Wang Ji Wang. Everyone converge towards the central point... West Lake! As long as we race against time, we can still make it!"
Time suddenly became urgent. As soon as Long Feicheng hung up the phone, Lin Zhitong's car arrived.
Everyone squeezed into the car, with eight people crammed into a small sedan.
The wronged Long Feicheng and his brother Wang Zhi Lai were directly squatting in the trunk.
"Everyone, please bear with us, we'll be there soon," Yan Shouyi reassured them.
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Zhitong floored the accelerator, and the engine roared. The car instantly sped off.
Yan Nanfei and Chang Shan tightly gripped the handrails and said with some regret, "We're doomed! We shouldn't have gotten into this car!"
Although Lin Zhitong was usually gentle and refined, a lady of breeding, she was a real race car driver who had been on the F1 track.
Now, racing through the city, it was tense and thrilling – even Schumacher would have to admire her.
"Time is short, I'll tell you the specifics!"
Yan Shouyi quickly recounted the story Zou the Blind had told them to Wang Ji Wang.
After listening, Wang Ji Wang's heart was deeply unsettled.
He couldn't help but roll down the car window and stick his head out – he vomited all the way in the strong wind.
Yan Shouyi patted his back helplessly and said, "I'm sorry you're going through this."
Under normal circumstances, this would have been an occasion for Wang Ji Wang to quietly compose himself. However, Lin Zhitong's driving was too aggressive, leaving Wang Ji Wang no time to calm down and even making him carsick and vomit the entire way.
"I'm fine!"
Wang Ji Wang wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, his face pale, and forced himself to say, "I have my own story too. While we're at it, I'll tell you all!"
"If you're feeling carsick and uncomfortable, don't force yourself..." Yan Shouyi consoled him.
Wang Ji Wang gave a wry smile. "I'm just trying to distract myself..."
[Author's Note]
Two more chapters at midnight, to make up for yesterday's!