"Grandpa... you've already given me so much!"
Qin Yu was never a greedy person.
If it hadn't been for Grandpa teaching him martial arts since he was a child, he would never have had the chance to join the Warwolf Special Combat Team, and if it weren't for those five years of military service, Yan Mingyu would have never chosen him as her personal bodyguard.
Without all those life-and-death experiences together, how could this rich and beautiful wife have fallen for him?
"Xiaoyu, you have already been drawn into the strife of the martial path, remember well these five words: steady, silent, hide, simple, ruthless."
The five words spoken by Grandpa Qin were the life experience he had accumulated over his lifetime. In life and in doing things, one must be stable, silent, conceal one's talent, live simply, but when it's critical, one must also be ruthless.
"Grandpa, I've memorized them!"
Qin Yu nodded, his expression thoughtful.
"Put the ring on your hand. Ah... it would be best not to run into someone who can recognize this ring!"
Grandpa Qin personally placed the black ring on his grandson's finger.
Clearly, the ring was a double-edged sword; if anyone could recognize it, they could offer help to the grandson. But it also meant that the grandson's future troubles would be even greater.
Therefore, Grandpa Qin's words seemed somewhat contradictory.
"Grandpa, this ring..."
Qin Yu showed a puzzled expression.
Previously, he had always thought that Grandpa was just a country old man with a bit of medical and martial arts knowledge. However, as he came into contact with higher levels of society, he gradually realized that Grandpa might not be as simple as he had thought.
"Before anyone can recognize this ring, it's better that you don't know its origin. Think of it as a wedding gift from me to you for when you marry Mingyu in the future."
Grandpa Qin shook his head, unwilling to reveal the origins of the ring.
"Okay, I understand!"
Qin Yu trusted that Grandpa would never harm him. He forcibly suppressed all the doubts in his heart, believing that one day all the mysteries would be revealed when the time was right.
"Then let's go have dinner, Wei'er is still waiting!"
Grandpa Qin had said all that he needed to say. His eyes, weathered and somewhat cloudy with age, became even more tranquil.
After leaving the hospital with Qin Yu, the three family members exited the building.
They found a restaurant nearby and ordered dishes. Then, Qin Jianjun also walked in.
"Dad!"
Qin Jianjun, a man in his forties, teared up and knelt on the ground the moment he saw Grandpa Qin: "Your son has been unfilial and hasn't come home to see you for so many years!"
"Hmph... you still know I'm your old man, huh!"
Grandpa Qin kept a stern face, showing no good expression to his son.
"Dad, I was just bewitched at the time..."
Qin Jianjun's face showed regret that he shouldn't have left his son and father to go work with Zhou Cuiping, a work that lasted over a decade.
"Enough, there is no medicine for regret in the world. What's the use of saying so much now? Get up!"
Grandpa Qin said with a stern tone.
"Thank you, Dad!"
Qin Jianjun got up from the ground and then approached Qin Wei'er: "Wei'er, you've grown up so much. Dad is sorry for you!"
"I'm fine, I have Brother to look after me. The one you owe the most to should be Big Brother! Do you know how hard he has had it these years?"
Qin Wei'er pouted and said without much patience.
"Dad knows, Xiaoyu hasn't had it easy these years!"
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Qin Jianjun said, his eyes brimming with tears.
"Alright, let's not talk about the past anymore. You should just live well with Zhou Cuiping from now on, Mom has already started a new family long ago."
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Qin Yu waved his hand. In the last half a year, he had been through so much and gradually understood a philosophy: life is uncertain, and aside from life and death, all else is just scratches.
"Standing there looking good, huh? Sit down and let's eat!"
Grandpa Qin glared at his son who disappointed him. If only he could have learned at least a third of his own skills, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
"Ah, okay!"
Qin Jianjun obediently sat next to Grandpa Qin.
After being apart for more than a decade, the family finally reunited.
The meal lasted two or three hours. Qin Yu settled the bill and suggested that his father spend the afternoon walking the streets with Grandpa, while he drove his sister to the airport.
On the way, Liu Xiaoxiao called, saying her parents were pressuring her through her matchmaking date and asked if Qin Yu was free in the evening to have dinner and pretend to be her boyfriend.
Qin Yu naturally agreed.
Soon after, they arrived at the airport.
After buying the ticket, he turned to his sister and said, "Wei'er, give me your phone!"
"Why, brother?"
Qin Wei'er handed her phone to Qin Yu, looking puzzled.
"I'm giving you some pocket money. You've just graduated from school and haven't been working for many months. As a girl, you must have money on you!"
Qin Yu was now making about one hundred thousand a month from his job. After necessary living expenses and mortgage payments, he mostly had the rest left over.
Moreover, he held a proxy share of fifty percent in the joint project between the overseas Chinese businessman Li Xiaozu and Yan Mingyu, bringing in a continuous stream of income.
"Brother, I still have a few thousand in my account. You're a man; you should have more money!"
Qin Wei'er was getting anxious.
"What can a few thousand do? I'll transfer one hundred thousand to you. If you run out of money, just tell me. My salary is very high now!"
Qin Yu knew his sister was beautiful and attractive and worried that if she were short on cash, some unscrupulous rich second generation might try to sway her with money, so he planned to "richly nurture" his sister.
"Hey, I don't want your money..."
As Qin Wei'er tried to take back her phone, Qin Yu had already transferred one hundred thousand to her Alipay account via QR code.
"All right, it's time to check in. If you find your job as a flight attendant unsatisfactory, let me know, and I'll find you another job!"
Qin Yu returned the phone to his sister and patted her arm.
"Brother, I'm going to go now!"
"Mhm!"
Only after his sister reluctantly entered the security checkpoint did Qin Yu turn and leave the airport terminal.
He felt a little empty inside, somewhat reluctant to part with the sister he had grown up with from childhood.
He hadn't gone far when he saw a burly figure waiting for a taxi on the side of the road.
Hey, isn't that Feng Wudao?
What brought him back to East Sea again?
"Senior Feng!"
Qin Yu walked over and greeted him. After all, the man had helped him confront Miyamoto Kazuto just a few days ago, even getting injured in the process.
"Qin Yu, you're at the airport too? How is it going, is Miyamoto Kazuto still in East Sea?"
Feng Wudao really didn't know that Miyamoto Kazuto had already been taken care of by Qin Yu's scheme.
"He went back, the issue has been peacefully resolved!"
Qin Yu told a lie, not wanting Feng Wudao to know that Miyamoto Kazuto had met his end at his hands.
It was clear that his grandfather and the Martial Alliance had conflicts, and Feng Wudao was aligned with Yuan Shifei.
Being extra cautious certainly wouldn't hurt.
"Haha, that's good to hear. I'm here primarily to see if I can offer you any help and to visit an old friend. Since the matter is already settled, I am relieved!"
Feng Wudao spoke with a laugh.
"Thank you, Senior Feng. Where are you headed? Let me give you a ride!"
Qin Yu pointed to his BMW parked at the curb.
"No need, no need, my old friend is in a remote little place, it's quite far. I'll just take a taxi!"
Feng Wudao gestured with his hands as he declined.
"Then... let's exchange numbers, and once you're done with your business, let's have a proper drink together!"
"Hehe, sure!"
After exchanging phone numbers with Feng Wudao, Qin Yu finally got into the BMW at the roadside.
Once the BMW merged into the stream of traffic, Feng Wudao's face, which had worn a warm smile, suddenly grew serious.
After a minute or two, a figure wearing a duckbill cap approached him from behind: "Brother Feng!"
"Remember the man and the license plate just now, act according to plan!"
Feng Wudao narrowed his eyes as he instructed.