Master of Kaidan
Chapter 97 Real World

Chapter 97: Chapter 97 Real World

Columbia, New Port, in the Williams family mansion, old William sat at the head seat, his eyes icy as he looked at his three sons. Seemingly unable to bear the atmosphere any longer, Jeston suddenly couldn’t help but speak up,

"Father, it’s all Second Brother’s fault. If he hadn’t exposed the information and then come to stall me, my prison wouldn’t have been destroyed! He must have colluded with people from other families, he’s betraying us from within!"

"Father, I was just..." Loken was about to speak, but old William’s piercing gaze glared him back into silence. Then, old William gestured to Jeston to stop, and said,

"I know about this matter. Loken, I don’t mind you three fighting amongst yourselves, because it’s a form of competition. But if you involve outsiders, that’s a whole different nature, understand?"

"Understood." Loken lowered his head, then quietly argued,

"I didn’t involve outsiders; I just hired a group of mercenaries..."

"Are you really that stupid, or do you think I’m stupid?" Old William interrupted Loken, who shivered violently and immediately shrank back.

Old William turned his head again, looking at his eldest son, Johnson,

"What role did you play this time?"

"I was only investigating Jeston’s financial flows and black market accounts. You know, Father, that’s a family channel after all. It’s normal for me to pay attention when such big movements occur."

Johnson’s tone was calm, as if it were just an unrelated matter. Old William shook his head, said nothing more, and refocused his gaze on Jeston—

"This event is Loken’s fault. Later, two of his research institutes will be transferred to your name. I will assign someone to help you with the projects, but other than that, I need to know the whole story of this incident, understand?"

"Un-understood!" Jeston ducked his head like a quail, then old William waved his hand, signaling for his other two sons to leave. Soon, the room was left with just old William and Jeston.

Face to face with his father, Jeston dared not hide anything, recounting everything from the Trojan Horse Plan, to Feng Xue’s ability to create illusions, to other factions intervening, the ghost escape, Feng Xue’s disappearance, and even the Ambulance Demon. Old William’s expression was sometimes grave, sometimes relaxed, ending with a long sigh.

Jeston watched his father’s expression intently, his heart in his throat. Soon, a response that relieved him came,

"Although you’re a bit foolish, your luck is really good. Not considering Han Meimei, just the Trojan Horse Plan is extremely valuable. I’ll have someone take over Fran and his research team; rest assured, you’ll get a share of this project’s output."

"Father, that’s not what I meant." Jeston quickly explained, but old William just shook his head,

"Whether you meant it or not, rewards and punishments are a Williams family tradition. Enough, go back to Saint Luotan. You’ve suffered significant losses this time, I’ll transfer some money from your older brother to you."

"Alright!" Jeston immediately got up, as if he didn’t understand the underlying warning in his father’s words. Then, as if he remembered something, he said,

"Oh, Father, I’m planning to open another hospital this time. Could you find a reliable director for me?"

"How do you come up with such ideas?" Old William looked at his son in surprise. Although hospitals are indeed profitable, his son didn’t seem like suitable material for such a venture!

"This time, Han Meimei’s Ambulance Demon story gave me some inspiration. There aren’t many things lacking in Saint Luotan, except scores of wild dogs-like thugs. Rather than letting them waste money on illegal drugs, they should give it to the hospital. I’m planning to hire a few mercenaries to impersonate Han Meimei. When the time comes, ambulance, medical fees, all in one, they can’t pay and they’ll enter the auction process, then dragged to jail for free labor. It could even improve social order, and Saint Luotan’s Mayor might owe me a favor..."

"..." Even with his rich life experience, old William was stunned by his son’s vision. He had long questioned whether this was really his son, if not for previously taking a paternal test.

Not that the plan was impossible, but he clearly knew it was a quick-money scheme, not sustainable. However, he also thought Jeston’s ability to conceive it wasn’t easy, so he nodded and said,

"Your second brother’s research institute has several medical patents; consider it as part of the compensation, just focus, and don’t think only about shortcuts."

"Got it!" Jeston seemed very excited by his father’s recognition, brightening up. It was imaginable that in the coming days, the shadow of the Ambulance Demon would loom over the entire city of Saint Luotan...

...

Yan Country, West City, Bashui District, Ping’an Road. Cui Xing City, Unit 1, Room 604.

An ordinary family was preparing dinner. Suddenly, a phone notification chimed in the room. A middle-aged woman, busy cooking, picked up her phone for a quick glance, then she said,

"Yaoyao, did you secretly buy something again? And it’s from Columbia..."

"No?!" Chen Xiyao opened her door, looking puzzled. Seeing her daughter didn’t seem to be lying, the middle-aged woman frowned,

"Could it be your father? Forget it, I have cooking to do, you go pick it up."

"Got it."

Chen Xiyao nodded and quickly ran downstairs, but soon she wasn’t so calm. As a high school student, her English vocabulary was insufficient to fluently read the Victoria-written package, but she recognized the signature "fengxue"!

"Sent by Feng Xue? Oh my god! He’s come to the real world? But why Columbia?" Shocked, Chen Xiyao hurried back home. Although according to the rules, she should have reported this to the Kaidan Countermeasure Bureau, knowing it would definitely be confiscated, she felt she’d never see it again.

With a little selfishness, the girl returned home, pulled a small knife from the hem of her skirt, and quickly opened the modest-sized package.

Then, before her eyes appeared a paperbound booklet made of A4 paper, handwritten, along with a letter without an envelope. Ignoring the booklet titled "Golden Bell Shield," she focused directly on the letter itself—

"To Chen Xiyao,

"First, thank you for your concern these days. Secondly, I hope the address you gave me is real. As for the Walk to Heaven song, I’ve figured out two practicing routes, which can increase foot strength and speed. You might try to practice, and don’t forget to study math and astronomy hard, there’s a use for them...

"As for that book, it’s ’Golden Bell Shield Twelve Layers.’ Though the last layer is difficult to achieve, even an ordinary person can reach the Third Level with a few years of practice. It’s the easiest cultivation technique I can offer right now.

"This technique isn’t meant for a girl like you. Just continue learning the Walk to Heaven. I’ll find something suitable for you in the future. This booklet is mainly for you to submit it to the authorities. Hmm, maybe the courier is from the authorities, so I’m being direct—

"I need a sufficient reputation. As long as you let more people know my name, there are plenty of Secret Manual Books."

"Who’s been concerned about you!" Chen Xiyao stamped her foot in dissatisfaction at the simple content in the letter, but she then consoled herself,

"Right, he must worry the authorities will open it first, so he didn’t tell me much. Yes, it must be so!"

Having said so, she immediately repackaged the express and said to the kitchen,

"Mom, I’m going out, and might not come back for dinner!"