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Chapter 681 - 543 Visit (Asking for Monthly Votes!)

Chapter 681: 543 Visit (Asking for Monthly Votes!)

"Mr. Jiang."

As Gao Zhengbi opened his eyes, he saw the young man sitting on the chair and hurriedly struggled to sit up.

Having rested at the hospital for a night, Jiang Chen got up and supported him.

"Although the knife didn’t reach your kidney, it was only a centimeter away, and you’re not married yet, so it’s best not to move around."

Gao Zhengbi smiled.

Jiang Chen helped him lie back down, then sat down on the chair, gazing into his eyes, and sincerely said, "Thank you."

Birdsong came from outside the window, ethereal in the silent morning.

"Don’t mention it, Mr. Jiang, I was just following Mr. Shi’s orders. If something happened to you, I wouldn’t be able to explain it to Mr. Shi."

"She only asked you to stay with me, not to risk your life."

Jiang Chen teased.

They were grown men; there was no need for melodrama, especially since Gao Zhengbi’s injury wasn’t serious.

Of course.

That didn’t change the fact that he owed the man a huge favor.

The most straightforward behavioral analysis all comes down to self-interest.

He had only recently made the acquaintance of this man. They weren’t close enough to risk life and limb for each other, but at the crucial moment last night, the man hadn’t hesitated to throw himself at him and take the stab that was meant for Jiang Chen.

After a moment of reflection, Jiang Chen discerned his motives.

It was all because of his close relationship with Shi Qianxi; he was making a "risky investment."

Jiang Chen felt no resentment.

This world operates in such a way that there is no kindness without cause, which is why, during his conversations with Shi Qianxi and even Shi Zhenhua last night, he made a point of highlighting Gao Zhengbi’s name and his sacrifice.

Shi Zhenhua and Shi Qianxi surely understood his meaning.

To return a favor was fundamental decency and also a "skill" necessary for survival in society.

Those who do not know gratitude seldom achieve great success.

"Heh, just like Mr. Jiang said, I’m all alone anyway, with nothing to lose. If luck isn’t on my side, then so be it."

Gao Zhengbi laughed weakly.

Jiang Chen stopped talking; as men, there was no need to be overly sentimental. A little acknowledgment was enough.

What the other man needed wasn’t verbal thanks.

"Would you like something to eat?"

"Not hungry yet."

Gao Zhengbi, who bet on Jiang Chen’s good nature the night before, felt he hadn’t backed the wrong horse, even though he couldn’t see any return yet.

"Mr. Jiang, what happened to those thugs?"

"Aside from one who got hit by a car and was seriously injured, the rest have been detained by the police."

"That’s good."

Gao Zhengbi let out a breath.

"You have such good martial skills, have you trained before?"

Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

If it hadn’t been for Gao Zhengbi last night, the outcome would have been uncertain. He could handle three people, but six would have been a different story.

At the very least, he wouldn’t be unscathed as he was now, and would likely have sustained several knife wounds.

"I practiced Taekwondo for a few years, just to pass the time. I never thought it would actually come in handy."

Gao Zhengbi let out a sigh, his tone light, then looked at Jiang Chen with surprise, "I didn’t expect Mr. Jiang to be so capable at fighting."

"I used to get into fights a lot when I was younger. How does that saying go? ’Illness leads to expertise,’ right?"

Jiang Chen’s mouth quirked up slightly.

Gao Zhengbi also smiled and then added, "Mr. Jiang, you don’t have to stay here; I’m fine, I’ll be up in a few days."

"I’m not busy anyway."

"Since the bad guys didn’t get away, do you know their background, Mr. Jiang?"

"The police are investigating, and I’ve asked Lawyer Quan to watch over it. But I suspect it most likely has to do with the Wanxiang Senluo case."

Gao Zhengbi understood and furrowed his brows, "Are you referring to Cui Zaiye?"

Cui Zaiye.

The father of the young man who died in Wanxiang Senluo.

He is also the head of an underworld faction in Seoul, as referred to by Lawyer Quan.

Jiang Chen nodded.

Gao Zhengbi pondered for a moment, then stated solemnly, "Mr. Jiang, I think there’s more to it than that."

"You think it wasn’t this Mr. Cui?"

"No. Your analysis is correct, Mr. Jiang—last night’s attack, he’s deeply suspect. After all, he’s a known underworld boss, and avenging his son doesn’t seem beyond belief. What I mean is about the Wanxiang Senluo incident."

Jiang Chen’s eyes moved slightly, "What do you mean?"

"In these past few days, I’ve been wondering why An Zairong would go so far. Was it really just an accident? Someone like him, with countless lives on his hands, would know better than a surgeon where a fatal blow would land. It’s unlikely he would make such a rookie mistake. I suspect he did it on purpose."

"What would be his reason?"

"Exactly."

Gao Zhengbi looked puzzled, "I just couldn’t figure out his motive. He has enough troubles with Miss Lan already; even if he didn’t know Cui Chi’s identity at the time, he must have understood that anyone daring to lay hands on Kim Joohyun was not to be trifled with. At such a time, he really shouldn’t have stirred up trouble. Furthermore, this incident involved you, Mr. Jiang, and I just can’t see why he would do it. Unless, perhaps, he’s truly a butcher who revels in killing."

Jiang Chen recalled the gruesome scene he had witnessed on his first night in Seoul.

The man always wearing a red tie was undoubtedly not normal.

Yet.

If he were really just a madman filled with thoughts of violence and bloodshed, with no regard for the consequences, Lan Peizhi would never have chosen him as a spokesperson.