Chapter 193: I’ve Handled Everything for You

Chapter 193: I've Handled Everything for You

Zuo Shangdang was drunk and completely disoriented, but Zuo Zuying wasn’t worried about him remembering anything. According to the book, as Lu Jin'an grew up, he offended a small-time villain. Unable to take revenge on the protagonist, the villain went after his father instead. They got Zuo Shangdang drunk and dumped him onto a widow’s bed, then falsely accused him of rape. When Zuo Shangdang came to, he remembered nothing.

Later, the main character stepped in, threatening the widow’s child to make her spill the truth, thus clearing Zuo Shangdang’s name.

After yelling into Zuo Shangdang’s ear several times, Zuo Zuying finally managed to get a few mumbled numbers out of him.

“One... nine... six-five, August... seventeenth.”

Zuo Zuying rushed to the study, only to come back a moment later looking pissed.

“Old man, what’s Lu Jin'an’s birth date?”

“One... nine... six-five... August... seventeenth.”

“I’m asking about your son, Lu Jin'an’s birth date!!”

“One... nine... six-five... August seventeenth!”

After asking several times and getting the same numbers, it should’ve been right. So why didn’t it open?

“Old man, what’s Lu Yazhi’s birth date?”

“Say it again!”

Zuo Zuying went back to give it another shot. With a soft click, his curses rang out, “Damn it, still head over heels, huh?! You shameless old bastard, I should’ve just tied you up loosely and let you fall to your death!”

He yanked open the cabinet and peered inside. Aside from the three-shelf cabinet, there was a small drawer at the bottom.

A quick glance revealed that the first layer held two handguns, two magazines, and some important documents and contracts.

Zuo Zuying’s eyes popped open. Back then, the country hadn’t yet implemented a firearms ban, and there were plenty of firearms and ammunition circulating among the people. But he had never seen them in real life—only in movies and TV shows.

After a quick glance, he moved on to the second layer, which was filled with neatly stacked money and small gold bars.

The third layer held an antique-looking small box. He opened it and found a collection of exquisite antique artifacts. Pulling out the small drawer at the bottom, he saw a piece of yellow silk fabric, three ancient books, and two scrolls.

Zuo Zuying’s heart skipped a beat as he reached for the yellow silk fabric—it was hard.

Taking it out and flipping it over, a fully green jade ruyi nearly blinded him with its brilliance!

“You shameless old bastard, even stealing your own son’s stuff!!!”

Zuo Zuying’s face twisted in disgust. The book had mentioned that his grandfather had left him a jade ruyi bestowed by the emperor. In the story, when his family was driven to the brink of survival, Da Meili had gone looking for it, but the large water jar buried under the manure pit had long since disappeared.

Without hesitation, Zuo Zuying looked around the room, found a pair of cotton pants, tied the legs together, and started stuffing things inside.

He emptied the entire safe, leaving nothing behind. He pulled out all the documents and scattered them across the room.

He even held Zuo Shangdang’s fingers and burned some things with a lighter.

Then he pulled out two pre-prepared sheets of paper, slapped Zuo Shangdang’s face, and the sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed in the empty room. “Get up, get up, you need to sign some documents....”

Seeing that Zuo Shangdang showed no reaction, Zuo Zuying grabbed an ink pad from the desk and pressed Zuo Shangdang’s fingers onto it, not missing a single one.

Still not satisfied, he took off Zuo Shangdang’s socks and pressed his toes into the ink as well.

Looking at the white paper now covered in fingerprints, Zuo Zuying grinned. Without a care for whether Zuo Shangdang was cold lying on the floor, he simply walked away.

He headed straight to the bank, lined up to rent a safe deposit box, and stored most of the items inside, leaving only a small gold nugget, a porcelain piece, and a thick wad of cash in his cotton pants. After leaving the bank, he went straight to the Yellow Sand River in City A without stopping.

He found a spot by the river and tossed the porcelain piece onto the bank, then casually tossed the cotton pants into the river, where they got caught on a branch in the rapids.

He clapped his hands, all set!

He checked the time and saw he’d been out for over two hours. Time to go home!

Zuo Shangdang was woken by the cold. His head felt heavy and groggy as he opened his eyes to find himself lying on the ground. Trying to get up, he realized his bare feet were already numb from the cold, completely devoid of sensation.

His throat felt parched, and his head was pounding. He shouted into the room a couple of times, but got no response. He turned his head and saw the study door wide open.

In an instant, his mind cleared, and he frantically crawled toward the study on all fours. He finally reached the doorway, leaned against the wall, and shakily stood up. Peering inside, he saw the cabinet had been pushed aside, revealing the safe. But the worst part was—the safe door was open, and everything inside was gone!!!!

!!!!

Zuo Shangdang felt like his heart had been torn out. His arms gave out, and he slid down the wall to the ground.

Just then, he heard the sound of a door opening from outside.

Zuo Shangdang turned his head stiffly toward the entrance. The door opened, and Zuo Zuying walked in, twirling a keychain on his finger and humming a tune.

“Oh, Dad, you’re up?”

“How’re you feeling? Better?”

“Ah, why’d you take your socks off again? I just put them on for you before I left. Don’t catch a cold—so many uncles depend on you for their livelihood!”

Zuo Shangdang, leaning against the wall, grabbed Zuo Zuying’s collar urgently. “You, you, you messed with... my safe...”

Zuo Zuying sighed in relief. “Oh, you mean the safe.”

At this point, Zuo Zuying paused, glanced around pretending to be scared, then stood up and ran to close the door.

Then he came back, speaking mysteriously, “Don’t worry, I took care of everything like you said!”

Zuo Shangdang said anxiously, “Where are the things? The things inside? I told you not to mess with those!”

Zuo Zuying nodded sincerely. “I didn’t mess with them, don’t worry. I did exactly as you told me—I threw them all into the Yellow Sand River. Dad, listen, you really shouldn’t drink so casually anymore. Even though I helped you get rid of this hot potato, if you slip up, you’ll definitely be executed...”

“WHAT!!!!”

Zuo Shangdang didn’t hear anything after that. His mind kept replaying the words, “I threw them all into the Yellow Sand River as you said~”

“You threw everything from the safe into the Yellow Sand River?”

His voice cracked at an ear-piercing pitch, making Zuo Zuying instinctively rub his ears.

“Dad, calm down!”

“Didn’t you open the safe yourself, pack everything up, and tell me to throw it into the Yellow Sand River? You said these were things you secretly kept when you were a Red Guard, behind the organization and the country. You even said you took lives for these things!”