Chapter 794
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"Then, who are you?" Ji Shiting sneered.
"I'll get you another bowl of rice." Old Liang avoided answering and turned to leave.
Ji Shiting clenched his fists as he watched him leave.
This place was too remote, and the few residents were all elderly people. There were no young people in sight, let alone electronic products.
His freedom was not completely restricted, but he was very clear that the shrewd Old Yuan was very guarded against him. None of his movements could escape Old Yuan's eyes.
Besides, he didn't know anything about the outside world, so he didn't dare act rashly.
He didn't even know what day it was. After all, he had been unconscious for a few days. He could only estimate that it had been at least half a month since his accident.
Half a month …
He couldn't imagine how his grandpa and Ye Shengge were feeling, especially Shengge …
Thinking of this, he closed his eyes fiercely. The anxiety in his heart almost burned his internal organs.
Before long, Old Liang brought another bowl of rice over, which was filled with vegetables and fish.
He placed the bowl of rice in front of Ji Shiting and cleaned up the bowl he had just knocked over.
"Eat it. Old Yuan won't let you go," he said.
What he meant was that Ji Shiting wouldn't be of any use even if he went on a hunger strike.
Ji Shiting opened his eyes and looked at him. He said calmly, "He doesn't care about my life, but you do."
The scar on Old Liang's face twitched again.
"Even so, I can't help you," he said. "Old Yuan saved my life more than once. I can't betray him."
Ji Shiting's pupils contracted.
Old Liang's words were equivalent to indirectly admitting his identity.
Even though Ji Shiting was sure that he was Ji Ziliang, it was one thing to guess, and another to hear him admit it.
Ji Shiting hadn't expected to reunite with him under such circumstances after more than twenty years. He was actually still alive. Since he was alive, why didn't he go back and contact him and his grandpa? And what had happened to him all these years?
Perhaps the scars on his face were the answer to those questions.
Ji Shiting resisted the urge to ask.
"Please tell Old Yuan that I know what he wants," Ji Shiting said. "I can help him."
Old Liang glanced at him and nodded gently without saying anything.
The Cool Breeze Gang was a gang that had developed in the past decade or so. They were mainly active in the north, doing smuggling and gray business that walked on the edge of the law. They had some connections with many high-ranking officials. Apart from regularly paying tribute, they would sometimes do some dirty work for them in exchange for some convenience.
That was all Ji Shiting knew about them.
The Cool Breeze Gang hadn't been suppressed yet because it wasn't a big threat. However, Old Yuan seemed to be someone with ideas. He definitely wouldn't be satisfied with this.
If he could accurately feel his pulse, perhaps it wouldn't be difficult to leave this place.
Not long after, Old Yuan, who had received the news, appeared in front of him.
"Teacher Ji, I heard that you don't want to eat. Is it because the food is too coarse, so you don't like it?" He clicked his tongue.
"I know you want to change." "I can help you launder all your sources of funds, but the time limit is three months."
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