Chapter 580
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Even if Si Zhanbei did not make the call, he was preparing to restore Si Mufeng's reputation and identity. He had sacrificed a lot and put in a lot of effort during the ten years of undercover work.
The country and the people would not forget him.
When Old Master Si found out that Si Mufeng was still alive and had returned, he was so emotional that tears streamed down his face. He personally went to the police station to pick him up.
Elder Si arrived at the police station. When he saw the person walking out, he couldn't help but be stunned and couldn't react for a long time.
He pointed at Si Mufeng's face and asked in shock, "Mufeng, what happened to your face?"
"It's ruined!" Si Mufeng replied calmly. He knew that his face was ugly and that it would scare people. However, this face successfully saved his life, so he did not want to have plastic surgery.
If it was not for this face, he might not have been able to gain Shadow's trust and become his confidant during the ten years of undercover work.
It was precisely because he was Shadow's confidant that the people in the organization never suspected him. This allowed him to obtain information smoothly and destroy the entire Blood Shadow in one fell swoop.
"Son, you've suffered." Old Master Si returned to his senses and looked at Si Mufeng with heartache. This was his most outstanding son who had gone missing for ten years. Now that he had returned, he was honored, but his face was ruined.
As a parent, he was proud of his son, but at the same time, his heart ached for him. How painful was that face full of scars back then?
Si Mufeng smiled faintly. If he could destroy the Blood Shadow Organization, this little bit of suffering was nothing. At least he could come back alive, unlike his comrades whose bodies could not even be found.
"Grandpa, let's talk at home." Si Zhanbei could not help but remind when he saw many people crowding around the police station.
"Alright, let's go home!" Old Master Si also knew that this was not the place to talk, so he got into the car first and returned to the Si family mansion.
Si Zhanbei and Sheng Fenghua followed him back to the mansion. Not only did he have many things to say to Si Mufeng, but he also wanted to know how Si Mufeng had survived the past ten years.
However, when they returned to the old mansion, Old Master Si, Si Zhanbei, and the others did not speak to Si Mufeng immediately. Instead, they asked him to take a shower and change his clothes before they sat down together and asked him about his experiences in the past ten years.
The dangers of being a spy for ten years were naturally not something that could be described with just a few words. Moreover, Si Mufeng didn't want everyone to worry. Even though it was already in the past, he was still unwilling to talk about it.
Therefore, he simply talked about his experience and didn't say anything else. But as a soldier, how could Si Zhanbei not know that many things were easier said than done.
As an undercover agent, not only did he have to be on tenterhooks every day, but he also had to face a hail of bullets. The slightest carelessness could lead to a violent death.
Hence, he did not say anything. Instead, he hugged Si Mufeng and whispered into his ear, "Little Uncle, you've worked hard!"
Si Mufeng laughed and patted Si Zhanbei's back. "Kid, how old are you? Why are you still acting like this? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
"Who would dare laugh at me?" Si Zhanbei laughed and let go of Si Mufeng. Then, he held Sheng Fenghua's hand and formally introduced her. "Little Uncle, this is my wife, Sheng Fenghua!"
Si Mufeng glanced at Sheng Fenghua and nodded. "You have good taste, kid!"
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